by @digital lance
The vase was shattered into a million pieces.
Broken. Ruined. Changed.
I tried to pick up the pieces—
but they cut my hands.
They bled and scarred.
The vase, now nothing but fractions of itself.
I glued the pieces back,
but it wasn’t the same.
Just a scarred version
of what it used to be.
As I poured the water,
It turned red.
The vase was bleeding
just as I had bled.
It spilled,
it leaked,
it shattered again.
What was
will never be again.
Will never be the same.
Just a new version of itself—
coated in shame.
Inspired by: @sleek nimbus 's #1381421494109863998