Broken Windows /You have finally stumbled upon this path, that lead you here, How do you like it I wonder, how do you feel I procrastinate. Things are no longer as you left them, you didn't leave them with any protection dear, You have come after so long, in these ruins you'd probably dissipate./ /Can you see these broken windows, I'm not really hiding, Shattered glass, pieces of wood sprawled on the floors. I built a fortress, they put up a siege, alone I was fighting, I couldn't contain them, they got through, banged down the doors./ /Came in hoards, took away what they pleased, I was crippling, looked at their atrocities in horror. Everything we had put together, demolishing, possessions siezed, Felt like one of those nightmares, I'd wake up in terror./ /It was no nightmare and there was no you, to calm me as I lost my way, You've come now and I haven't got anything to give to you. Did you walk through the corridors, did you hear what the walls say, Or are you still deaf, to your surroundings, or will you cry in rue./ /The white sheets you used to love, wanted them to never be dirty, Did you pass them on the way, I'm sorry they're not that clean now. I should've known you were coming, would've washed them for you, so haughty, The red marks on them are of blood though, thought you should know./ /Why did you leave, what was important than what we had, Now you look through my broken windows with those eyes, And not being able to do anything, I feel so bad, Can't meet your stare for it burns me, myself dies./ /Things that took place among these rooms will never let you sleep, I tried to defend and guard but I was not really any match. You can try to forget but everything will cut you deep, I'm here stranded with my broken windows without even a latch./ - AA Photo and inspiration credits: @sumptua
