Cracked

A poem I felt like writing.

Not expected to be long, just to take some things off my mind. Not entirely sure what character this falls under. Or what topic. Use your imagination!

Cracked

I sit there.
I feel like I should move, but I can't.
I feel it inside of me.
The fragile glass ball.
Falls
To
The
Ground.
I stand up.
Shakily.
It all comes back.
The sound of her laugh.
The feel of her hair.
The sight of her.
Standing there.
A tear forms.
I turn around.
She's there.
Is she?
She smiles in a sad, sympathetic way.
She turns away.
She fades.
It hits me like a physical blow.
I collapse.
The glass ball falls.
That fragile glass ball.
My sanity.
The glass ball.
That fragile thing.
That fragile thing...
I should stop the ball from hitting something.
I can't move.
It hits the ground.
That poor, fragile thing...
Lying there.
Shattered.
Gone.
My mind has become a bird.
That was trapped in a cage.
The bird is my mind.
The cage is my body.
My mind has flown.
It won't return.
It has found a new place.
It is joined by a second bird.
my heart.
It has joined my mind.
They have flown.
Perhaps to a better place.
That fragile glass ball.
Cracked.

Thank you for reading. I wish to see comments!