The Broken Window 2 Poem by kira kira

you fell apart long ago,
you created the evil no one knows,
i've watched you live a broken life.
when the glass fell,
i heard all your lies.
i can't look at the cracks that show,
i look at the mask that hide your scars,
i look at you through the broken window.
you always run away from the real pain.
you live in your past and only see shades of gray.
when your house comes crumbling down,
you don't look around,
you hear the glass shatter and the cracks start to show,
all you see is you through the broken window.
your world collides and you cry inside,
lonely and lost in this life.
you yearn for the cut,
your lover once destroyed.
your feelings boil beneath your skin,
crying to breathe.
but yet the glass still falls
and the cracks start to show.
the rose crushed in your hand
floats down to your feet.
you watch as the peddles part
and crumble at your toes,
and you think of the broken window.
when your hope is gone,
you lie once more,
to yourself and to everyone.
when your life is torn
and the pieces drift away,
the darkness that always seem to stay,
rises up and the cracks start to show,
your life looking through the broken window.
you wonder what might have been,
you stare in horror at the dark within.
put on your mask and glue the glass,
cuz it's hard to hide the cracks,
cuz when the cracks start to show,
you see right through the broken window.

you feel apart long ago,
and stood behind the window,
when the evil created the 'you' no one knows,
the glass shattered and the cracks started to show
and now you stand behind
the broken window.