flowers grow in the ruins
where you once walked
and no one ever will again
i wonder
how something so beautiful
could ever mark your path of destruction
if i should follow it
if you are okay
YOU ARE READING
Shattered Reflections
Poetry"There was a moment in my life when I could not tell the difference between a window and a mirror. I could look into both and see everything but myself." Rudy Francisco, Helium - Windows and Mirrors A diary of sorts, to help me to remember.
bittersweet
flowers grow in the ruins
where you once walked
and no one ever will again
i wonder
how something so beautiful
could ever mark your path of destruction
if i should follow it
if you are okay
