Mirror

~Although I cant seem to break the cycle, I only wished I could tell her that I loved her; instead I kept it inside, never speaking the words, for the fear of losing her. She left me anyway, not long before taking my heart with her~

Need to find a medium,

between the candle and flame.

A gentle order,

from the light and darkness.

Balanced tightly,

Against the blade of a broken heart.

A cut never healing,

burning bright with passion.

Deep inside that soul,

these crystal mirrors shining.

No hand to harm,

to shatter them.

Yet cracked they are,

waiting to be put back together.