SHATTERED Who shall say to me; Beloved I bless the day I knew you For my days be of trouble And my mind be of regrets. My smiles be of sharp pains And my mouth a trash of broken mirrors From yesterday's. And i never cease to wonder Maybe my life makes no sense I should maybe give this crown to the rope Let it take it and free me from pains For this tears got no remorse. The rope may take glory But this thought is of a fool This torments lasts not forever The up hills will one day be balanced Train and not give in to ease and wash away