• She stands at the edge of the pond
    alone in the ever silent darkness
    sparkling tears pour down her face
    as the gentle breeze
    stirs up the rustling leaves
    they tremble all around
    as broken souls slowly push them to the ground
    The stars twinkle far above
    Quietly watching over the still, chilly night
    Beneath a restless November sky
    A silent cry issues from her mouth
    A broken reflection
    A shattered soul