Splinters

    Caught in a memory
    Caught in a perfect dream
    of happiness
    caught in a half lived life
    Do you know how much it hurts
    to revive?

    Again and again
    I start a new
    Try to forget the pain
    Know too well that it is true.

    Like on splinters of broken glass
    I'm walking 0n the edge
    And every time
    my feet come into touch
    with splinters,
    I bleed.


    By Tom Kenway (Micha)


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