Fractured

Fractured

Memories

Coming apart

Into ceramic pieces

Or bones chipped and broken

Or skin that has been carved open

To let whatever is left inside

Out.

Who knew

How quickly life could change

Unknowingly.

The happy face

Painted on

Cracks beneath the surface.

The dream

Collapsed under

Years of buried truths.

And deeper

Is the darker place

You succumb to

When there is nothing left

To hold on to

To pull you out .

Not rising above

But falling under

Into

Burned out ash.

J.Hamilton