• Shattered bits of glass
    Lay upon the floor
    Blood stained pieces
    Out of flesh it tore

    Like pieces of a puzzle
    Each shard playing its part
    The glass forms a picture
    A picture of my heart

    But something’s wrong
    I’m one piece down
    Where could it have gone?
    I then turn around

    I see you behind me
    Holding the missing part
    You put it in place
    Then with a smirk you step on my heart

    It lay broken again
    This time beyond repair
    Forever is this empty feeling in my chest
    As my heart isn’t there