Shattered

I carefully sweep up
the tiny jagged shards
up out of view
quickly,
as so no one will see
my expression of agony

each sharp little piece
is a remainder of the past
and a reminder of its pain
as is
the blood now dripping
from my frantic hands

i must clean up this mess
this mess that is my shattered
love my shattered trust
my shattered confidence

also on this floor
is u and me
me and u,
once known as us
broken,
fractured,
shattered,
split,
forever

i once again
try to sweep up this heap
make it whole again
but i am failing,
its time to give in
to give up
some messes are too big to fix,
some wounds too deep to heal

why then am i still sweeping?
tears are now falling
mixing with the blood
from tired hands

im still sweeping
why cant i let go?
why did u do this to me?

clean up your own d@mn mess

~*rach*~