He gathers his dreams about him…
-broken bits of colored glass-
usless, shining treasures…
painful reminders,
on which to cut himself-
so his angry wounds
can never heal.
He gathers his dreams about him…
-broken bits of colored glass-
usless, shining treasures…
painful reminders,
on which to cut himself-
so his angry wounds
can never heal.


So Sad