Thursday, August 11, 2005
broken
It falls thru the air, gliding ever so elegantly.
There’s not a sound, not even a whisper.
I watch as it descends towards the hard concrete floor.
I’m tempted to try and rescue it,
But I would be the wrong person to even try.
As it hits the floor, it shatters and explodes.
The pieces are every where.
The silence is broken into a painful cry.
The warmth turns cold, soon the light fades into a never-ending darkness.
I clench my chest, it’s gone.
bradass at 8/11/2005 11:04:00 PM