"A SHARD OF GLASS"

PICKING UP THE BROKEN PIECES 
OF MY LIFE FEELING AROUND 
IN THE DARK 
WITH NOTHING TO GUIDE 
ME 

THE CUTS ARE SO THIN AND
HURT SO MUCH 
STAINING ALL OF MY THOUGHTS
AS IT STAINS MY CLOTHING 
WHAT WAS I THINKING 

OUR LIVES WERE SO CLOSLY BOUND
TOGETHER AND THE LOSS OF YOU 
RESULTED IN THESE
SHARDS OF GLASS THAT HAVE FOUND THEIR 
WAY TO MY WRIST