In Your Head

Glass

I've tried to carry on

After losing it all.

I won't deny that it's been hard

Because it's the truth.

I wouldn't want you to worry about me,

But I've changed because of what happened.

I can't go back to who I was before.

That me isn't coming back.

They died the night everything changed.

Now,

I'm just living in the shadow of a life long forgotten.

I can still hear the echoes and screams.

They won't leave me alone.

I don't know if I'll ever stop hearing them.

It scares me to admit it,

But I can't help but think that it was my fault.

I've been carrying that guilt

And will continue to carry it for a long time.

It will ease with time but will never go away.

I can't hope for some miracle to happen.

I've become numb to so, so much.

Yet I've slowly started to pick up the pieces

Of my shattered glass heart.

George Bernard Shaw once said, "You use a glass mirror to see your face; you use works of art to see your soul."