Misplacement
Have you seen my broken mirror
I’m sure I left it here
Shattered glass and scattered pieces of my past
See, there’s the good memories, tiny shards few and far between
Don’t step on a bad time
They’re long and razor sharp
Shadowly slivers of all the hurt I had
Of every night I wept instead of slept
I kept the mirror shiny -- It glistened with my tears
Can’t put it back together anyway
It’s lay broken all these years
Many times have I dared to look
And so many different faces have gazed back at me
Begging me to put them together again
I can’t! I can’t
The frame that held my little lies together
Has been lost for some time
I can’t say where it could be
Or just who took it
It was strong, this frame
Made of golden trust
Unbreakable
I thought
For all I know it’s still
Out there
Somehow ~ Or has it too been obilerated
Hopelessly twisted, tattered
Scattered to the winds
How can I bother looking
When I don’t even know if that
One most important thing
has been crushed or
merely
Misplaced?
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