Shattered.!

This shattered house
I've found myself surrounded by
Breaks a little more each day
The walls I've built and plastered
Are peeling away layers of guilt
Hanging mirrors with shadows of reflections
Ghosts of ink spill‎
This floor, these bricks, the cement out the doorstep
Pavement falling apart from where so many shoes have walked
Decorated with outlines of broken hearts in chalk
If these walls could talk
They'd tell stories of rage and pain,
Of the misery born into its foundation
Day after day
If these cupboards could hold as many secrets as those walls have heard
Of the lies they've tried to hide away inside, they would burst
If you could only save the tear drops that have fallen under this crumbling roof top
Then you could drown this dilapidated house
Bury it alive with no doubt that the years of emotion and agony it's kept hidden inside
Will easily and willingly have peace when it dies
The color of the paint would simply be forgotten before the end of the day
The torn and rotten foundation would just be ripped away and replaced
With stronger cement at its base for someone new to cling to
And new walls and paint for another soul to suffer through
But this shattered house still stands
There's no plans to rebuild all these shards of my broken heart splattered on the ground
And nothing will ever replace my soul when this house falls down.

- Jae. ‎