Never was,
or ever will be.

The first step is birth;
to do this you must curse all of your self worth

The second stone is self awareness;
you must find this to know your purpose

The third stepping stone is faith;
You have to put some in yourself before you can live

The fourth one, important to some, is love;
Be careful when finding this, you don't want to skip the previous three

The fifth step is more of a miss-step;
you must fall down before you can get back up again

Number six must be make the others askew;
you need to find that self-worth

Seven and finally you're free;
You're happy

When you lose
someone you love
you turn the color
of glass.
Colorless.
I thought the absence
of all colors was black.
It’s not.
I am.
When you lose
someone you love
you turn the shape
of glass.
Sharp.
Broken and splintered,
ready to hurt anyone
who only dares
to come a little bit
closer.