Shattered Glass

A Poem by Joshua Wright

I spent the night in darkness. Alone to sit in silence. I painted, though my eyes were blind. I sang though no one could hear. I wrote though there was no light. I began in struggle to find my voice, my vision, my thoughts. Through a blurry moment I found you there. A quick glimpse of perfection. Lost in the shadows I frantically searched for your hand. When all seemed lost and you were gone, I wrote your name in pen. I sang for you, I painted you. In being consumed by you, you became my enemy. With countless acts of a selfish heart, I sought you. With fear in my fists, I fought for you. You, became reason. The paper on which I paint, the ink with which I write, the notes that build a chord. In this darkened silence you fade. You leave me with nothing. You take what little I have to give. You leave me in peace. I beg of you with writhing hands, hang these paintings and frame these words. I'll sing you a simple song.