A glass shatered and scatered on the floor,
getting down, always looking for more,
trying to look for the missing piece,
trying to look for the missing peace.

The broken remnants of perfection,
the least desirable connection,
bringing to life the puppets of my mind,
bringing to life the puppets I left behind.

The ultimate sacrifice of lust,
the last piece covered in dust,
picking up my last chance to live,
picking up my last chance to give.

Mistakes pretending to be lessons learned,
all the memories and moments burned,
Telling the spirits the unspeakable lies,
Telling the spirits about the unreachable skies.

Yeah I needed to let some steam out.

Again people I love/admire:





I'm sorry if I forgot any :/