Broken Shards
Chibi-Sorrow
Broken shards of shaded glass lay in the palm of a single hand, rose red blood dripping from wounds made along that very same hand. Detached from the surrounding world, form twisted in grief and guilt, tears mingling with plaster skin.
Written on blood covered soil, hastily scribbled with much to decipher, were words that brought wonder to the minds of many:
Broken thoughts accompany a broken mind. Though a departed soul still breathes within the memories of others, memories break the bond those have to the living.
Silent ridden, gulping sobs made way from her throat; eyes clouded from lose of life, memory, soul, being. A child in so many ways yet lost without innocence.
Broken shards of shaded glass lay in her hand, bent frames lying a few feet away – once belonging to a lonesome man who left nothing but a memory.