Shatter

Translucent is the face that stares back

She is fragility reflected in the looking glass

Silent tears stain fair cheeks as the image begins to crack

One small splinter for every misery come to pass

Every cataclysm marks it's place on the surface

Once smooth, now shattering, unable to be mended

What is this Hell in which we live?

A cursed life of suffering, ready to burn

From the mirror falls a single shard of glass

Like spun silver, it seems salvation has come at last

Trembling fingers reach out, finding what they seek

Warm, crimson blood falls from ivory skin like tears

All around her, the mirror is breaking

The misfortunes fade away, eternal darkness fading

Is there a light at the end of this tunnel of suffering?

Rescue comes, flying on the dark wings of death

Scarlet rivers cease to flow, a final tear is shed

Such a peaceful freedom she has never known

The shattered mirror begins to vanish

Faintly beneath the cracks, the reflection smiles

She is free