Winter Glass

My shattered heart of roses,
Lies broken in this heavy world of blood stained tears.
Lost and forgotten I drift,
While weeping tears of glass.
The bitter love in my black loneliness runs through my soul.
This heavy world of blood stained tears,
Always seems to conquer me.
I am left, cold and blue in my empty silent dream.
The rain is nothing like I’ve ever seen,
As though each drop a tear that falls upon us.
Ever more afraid in my own rambling world of endless dreams;
In winter I dwell.

~Stacey Q