My heart is glass, daily shattered. ~Jaesse Tyler
She can cut the silence with a knife.That's how deep it is.No one to talk to her.No one to hear her...
Alone.In the darkest corner of the room her can almost hear her heart beating.Slowly, afraid that the slightest noise could make a change.Fears running through her veins like they keep her body alive.She closes her eyes.But it doesn't go away.
Silence is harder then noise.The pain you feel, like you've fallen through a glass window.The fears that whisper you things you've never thought of.Unbelievable.Yet reality...
Tears run down her cheeks, touch her soft lips and show the emptyness of her soul.
What happened to her dreams?They shattered like the glass window she had fallen through...It's nothing more than a word now...Dreams can not save her, dreams can not cheer her up.Dreams do not exist in her world anymore...Once the coloured city, now the grey one.
The paint is hidden away somewhere, in the lighted corner of the room.Where sun touches everything, where hope is the rule and dreams exist...where she used to live.
Her heart keeps beatting.Slowly, fear is taking over it and turns the two chambers reserved to light into darkness.And she can't stop them.She is too afraid.
And alone.In a never-ending night.