Broken Glass

Shatter! The broken glass goes. Smash! The sharp pieces are broken. Cut! The long ropes of hair fall then silence, nothingness, and a drip. Drip! DRIP! Ringing lie the meadowlarks. The awful drip as a life is lost! Drip into the seams of cracks and the lines of walls. Drips from the broken glass. Drip and come forth from the heart. The dark dreamy blood of the soul, drip until I am gone, drip until all is waste. The mirror started it all, she spoke with a soft call, bleed! And I bleed from my heart. Blood, More!! I listened until all of her calls overwhelmed me. Bleed! And I bleed. The mirror called in horror at what she saw. The lifeless limp body of a girl. A mutilated girl with her hair cut and strewn. The room is in disarray with maids coming and going. The mirror saw it all and watched me being taken away. Come back she cried, and I could no longer listen because I had died.