Stained Glass Windows


Stained glass windows in shades of gray
Describe the prison in which I stay
Window panes of blackened hearts
Shattered pieces of broken parts

The shards lie around the floor
Held prisoner by the bolted door
In the glass my life reflects
A shattered heart I can't correct

Littered all around cold tile
My broken spirit dies in style
Rain attacks the colored glass
The grays are mixed in swirling mass

This is where I lie and wait
Watching as it grows too late
As the outside sky fades black
My spirit fades, not to come back

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