:: Mind Shards::
Pick through the pieces of my broken heart
Try to find one that carries no stains
There is blood on your hands
Brands on your skin
Wash them but they won’t fade away
Pick through the debris of my storm tossed soul
Look for a glimmer of light
Darkness you see
Darkness you smell
Notice the lack of any life
Pick through the shards of my shattered mind
I hope you are taking this all in
My slivers of history
My double edged memories
This is why I never let anyone in.
by Bonnie Jean Higgins 08-31-05