The Glass Catastrophe And Co.(Prompt22)®
What you will see
when looking at me,
so shattered freely
what i used to be.
Beauty has gone away
broken dreams display,
can't face come what may
can't look at another day.
I'd rather stay and hide
ugly i feel within and on the outside,
have lost the will to abide
cause mercy is not applied.
Looking out there's darkness there
and here behind the glass too much to bear,
either way i'm trapped in a lair
imprisoned and too weak for repair.
But when i dream i see golden bazaars
beauty offered freely where paradise is ours,
here on earth there's too many scars
i'll heal never till i'm seeing stars!
Copyright© 2012
And Dear Janie on the new pain you face
you will never fall from grace,
you grace us with your care and love
May God Let Healing Fall From Above.
We're all fragile as a butterfly
i know cause so am i,
so easily we can break
but have Faith for our sake....
Sally
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