Fragile

Suffocating in pain

Nothing is in vain

Pale and weak

Unable to speak

I fall into the void.

So cold and ashamed

Feelings that cannot be named

I cover my face with trembling fingers

As the void of sorrow still lingers

I'm unable to turn away.

Falling tears burn my face

Even in sadness there is grace

The essence of a snowflake

Drowning roses in the lake

Under the Winter sky.

Only the window to the outside

Keeps me from going with tide

The rain floods the world of glass

Lost fate without a compass

Won't sail away through unsteady waters.

Caution, do not tuch too much

Or I'll break with a single touch

Life is a painting drawn in confusion

The brightest colours arew just an illusion

Dreams are for the weak.

A feather is strong enough to wound me

A lost soul I shall be

Wandering about realms of insanity

Fearing for my frailty

Afraid to fall into peaces.

As blood runs I feel sore

The cracks will recover no more

Words of hate cannot be spoken

I'm made of glass and the glass is broken

Covered by dust as time goes by.

The rain may fall

As silent tears falling from Heaven

Though the sky doesn't hold deeper wounds

Than the ones that I bury inside.