BROKEN GLASS

A thunderous calm
Running through and through
Somehow the mind trying to balance
Emotions left from so long ago

Cruelty darts shot at such a young child
Always pointing out what was wrong
Instead of a loving embrace
Only disdain and hate

Somehow the stillness a double edge sword
Some days a peace and calmness so welcome
Other days the rolling storm replaying itself
From a young one's point of view so frightening

Broken glass everywhere
She still wears the scares today
Never knowing the gentle touch of a loving mother
For hers was taken away too young for her to understand

What was left in her place
A callousness that few will ever understand
Breaking free from what was to embrace the light of today
She tries to embrace gratitude for her life now

Wondering how so many things
Could of ever gotten so off plan
The woman in her knowing
That her existence was meant to be

Somehow finding a deeper compassion
Now empathy unbounded
Earthly delights somehow confound her
Only as closeness bares
She finds this ultimate strength
Will take moments so rare