In stagnant waters of the soul,
We hold to memory's from long ago.
But,.. if in time we do not keep,
From our lips we'll pray to keep.
Secrets of the soul we leak,
The joys and subtle tragedies.
The places we've seen,
The shadows we've been..
That love first felt in ones beating heart,
The hate first seen in the friend who strayed
Both to entwine in memory of mine
Both will break!
Just to recreate!
Broken Into fragments
I see the pieces, but each meaning unclear
Like piecing together a puzzle you have never seen
While looking backwards through a mirror
Defined by that image
Created in a moments haste
Now defining your next move
From things in your past
Break again to redefine
Fragments once thought of unclear
Seen now in different light
Or shadows in the shade of night
But still hold firm to you...
The journey through a broken mind
Can make or break a soul...
But Defined by ones own will
To be.. Or not to be
The choice is yours