I see shards of what I could have been

Strewn across the bedroom floor

Each moment perfectly framed in 

Brilliant

The crystal vase lies shattered,

shattered shards across the floor.

I screamed to you to save it,

He treated her like his prize ornament
And placed her on a shelf
Although she was his loving wife
She was never allowed to

Have you ever called to death?
A silent wail within your soul
A comparison to life's unfairness
A curse not felt by all

I was

Shattered on the ground
A little girls treasured doll
Smashed beyond repair, just left laying there
Her tears are real as she