Shattered Glass

Empty.
A wordless state of emotion and feeling.

Guilt.
A heaviness unescapable in silence.

Death.
A state of being, not necessarily an end.

Shattered glass, fragmented beyond recognition,
Smashed, broken beyond repair.
A thousand scattered reflections blurred
Marred by what is left behind.
Mirrored into the soul the thousand shards
Of the truth held inside.

Reviews

[Greg Close]

I really like this - and how you broke up the formatting really worked for me too (sometimes such purposeful arrangement comes across as pretentious or corny, and this did not - much to my relief)!

This bit below ends the piece with a profound bang. What great visual metaphor and feeling. Wow.

"A thousand scattered reflections blurred
Marred by what is left behind.
Mirrored into the soul the thousand shards
Of the truth held inside. "

[Jim Parson]

This is really very moving, Brette, the melancholy so heavy you have to swat it away from your face. The truth is sometimes hard to see and you've captured that perfectly here. Nicely done!

(I think the word you are looking for is "inescapable")

[Tate Morgan]

Sometimes I can feel the emotions so close to the surface it is sweet that you can relate to your own in such a manner .I hope they dont get the best of you

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Death.
A state of being, not necessarily an end.

death can be a chance to be reborn and make changes spiritually.

[Robin]

excellence ~ the shattering of illusion , of reality - the path

[Peter Joseph Swanson]

Sensational! Love it!