Pull the trigger, reload Pull the trigger, reload The crystal shatters the lovely veil The thoughts seep in as I tell my tale The legs of life are burdened Though for happiness I am determined Heaven turned to Hell, glass to fire The memories of her strike my ire Things were so beautiful in the land of make believe How was I so blind to see that she would leave? It’s not you, it’s not me Is it the universe that’s out for my glee? Soft and tender silk set ablaze And once again returns the haze The fog looms in once again It’s harder to see my real friends Who cares about me, surely not I How could people say I’m such a good guy? Alas, here you come Finally, I can believe in someone Someone to stand for other than me Until I can once again see The haze will rise as will I This I am sure will come by Somehow someday But until then I will no longer decay I am life and life is me Nobody will always live happily But through the murk I’ll find a smirk And realize life is free And my greatness will once again come to be So raise a glass to life Because it’s one hell of a strife But the survivors have one thing to say I’ve lived to see another day The shattered crystal begins to glisten The sun has once again risen Broken things are beautiful too Just like me, just like you Broken but not gone I will see a new dawn
Thank you to Cameron Pohl for his wonderful piece "Shattered", our very first Central Shorts publication!