Sometime ago I realized
despite my heart so crystallized
that walking in these darkest dreams
somewhere I heard my silent screams.
Bouncing 'round inside my head
voices that I wish were dead.
Their calls reflect my frame of mind
and show myself, in pain defined.
Inside my skull are mirrors clear
revealing eyes with out a tear
but shatter when my heart reflects
a broken thing, a sick defect.

~September 1, 2011~
~ShatteredScribe~