Shattered Heart... Lighting Hope.

Shattered Heart... Lighting Hope.

It was a quiet night, the sound of water dripping from the leaky faucet pierced the silence. It was too quiet, thoughts of things that were said echoed in my empty mind, where am I?

I've accomplished so much and yet at the same time I've accomplished nothing. I haven't moved forward in the darkness. Standing still in the empty void brought on by... what was it again?

I try to think... lost in thought but nothing comes to mind, I scream out...

... No one hears me. Alone in the void of nothing, the flash back.

A bright day, happy (what was happiness again?) there she was sitting there at the lunch table, a little girl. A little boy... Holding the only gift he had for her giving it to her with much happy bliss. She accepts, only to ask the thing that would shatter a beating youthful heart, deep in admiration. "Thank you, you're one of my best friends, can you do something for me, you know, you know who, can you ask him is he "likes" me?"

... Shattered, chipped, the first of many... I return again to the void, no one is around, I'm looking for something, the feeling of something missing washes over me, another flash... what's this?

Sunset, like a dimming fire, spread across the vast ocean, the waves washing away the sands upon the beach, rolling back and forth in a hypnotic sense. A young man, the same youth as before, much older now. A young woman, different from before. Sitting upon plastic plates, held up by old chains, connected to solid metal frames, swinging gently as they watch the sun fall silently into slumber.

"So you're leaving me for him?" he asks in a quivering tone. She simply nods as tears flow from her weeping face. They had a great day (What was happiness again?) the greatest day they had together of all the years they had spent with one another. Crying silently to himself he stood up and walked away without looking back, this was the best, the worst, day...

... cracks appear upon the crimson beating thing of a heart as more pieces fall off into the dark abyss. Is that what I lost? what I'm looking for? Eyes blinded once again.

A man, much older boy, same as before. Decorated, respected, wearing "Ribbons of Valor", doing things others would not do. Seeing things no one will ever see in a whole life time. Returning home... All of the other men and women, like himself, around him, being welcomed warmly by their families. No one was there for him, looking into his hand a worn out wedding band having no meaning but arguments, lies, and broken promises. Later he would sell it for a simple shot of paper to fill his pockets, what was the point in keeping it? (What was happiness?)

... Is there anything left? shattered, broken, missing in the darkness...

Silence, within darkness, frozen, not knowing what else would come... what have I lost? what am I looking for?

Footsteps of someone? I thought I was alone in this place?

"What are you looking for?" A sweet voice asks. "Have you lost something?"

Standing in the darkness, not alone, the boy, myself, looking upon a vision. "I can't seem to find what I'm looking for" She lights the darkness, glistening in the darkness, like a million star the pieces shine. She lends me her hand and smiles sweetly at me.

"Shall we start picking up the pieces?"