A Broken Window

Through the shattered glass
I see A world that’s dark and bleak
The broken window tells a tale
Of a heart that’s grown too weak

In the stillness of the night
I hear the whispers of the wind
It speaks of love and loss and pain
Of the wounds that never mend

The shards of glass reflect my soul
A shattered, mellow mess
I can’t escape the memories
That haunts me and oppress

I try to mend the broken panes
But the cracks just grow and spread
I know I’ll never fix this pain
That lives inside my head

So I sit and watch the world go by
Through the jagged, broken glass
The darkness soothes my weary soul
And I let the pain just pass.