My dreams, delicate as cut crystal,
have been cruelly shattered...
Smashed against the cold hard
wall of life's reality,
scattering my plans and hopes...

My thoughts, once a source of delight,
lie about me splintered...
Small fragments of loves illusions
larger slivers of pride and ego...

Beware, be forewarned,
dare you not, to step
down upon me now...
For I shall not hesitate,
to incise you with the remains
of my broken fantasies...

 

Jadie Rose
 

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