Once upon
a time I had a crystal ball,
I could see my reflection upon the fragile glass,
I could see my brown eyes shinning with delight,
I could see it filled with ambition and the sweetest of dreams,
I could see a lot of love to give.
Slowly I watched the world tilt,
slowly I saw my face in the glass disappearing,
I saw the vulnerable glass slipping from my hands,
I saw the crystal ball fall crashing to the floor,
there was nothing there to protect it, not even a single hope.
As I looked down I could see the shattered glass,
the million pieces one by one trying to pathetically reunite,
I could see my face broken on the floor,
I could see the magic disappear before my eyes,
Worst of all I could see my dreams shattering all at once.
Accidents happen,
weak things are destined to break,
small things become insignificant with in time,
I guess I wasn't strong enough,
I guess I just wasn't big enough.
I've seen the reckoning of everything around me,
I've seen the devouring of my soul,
I watched everything around me as it destroyed me,
I watched as I became nothing,
I watched as I picked up the glass from the floor and deprived myself from a
second more.