Edges tainted
Of visions long ago painted,
Corners torn
Since have sworn
Should have let release
The desire to live; just rest in peace.
Soft pencil marks erased,
Only to be replaced
By jagged etching of lines
Sprawled all over, left unrefined.
Severed shards of wood
Litter the ground, misunderstood.
Glass shattered,
Blood splattered,
All that remains
Are broken refrains
Of a song left unsung
And a life undone.