• Look into the shards of the present
    They only reflect the past
    The things you hid away
    Cut free by their edge
    The memories are torture
    The words supressed became screams
    The images more vivid
    The pain intensified
    You shut your eyes, trying to evade
    But the memories haunt you if you look or not.
    The images are burned, stuck in your mind
    The pain is confined with your conciousness
    The words constantly in your ears
    Can you ever avoid it, can you ever escape
    I think not...for the truth follows everywhere
    Even through the shattered placidness of the mirror of life.