A tempest brews and flowers bloom
Colors change and all is strange
Ashes settle and strong hands tremble
Time stands still and oceans fill
Chaos in a glass case
Clear as day for all to view
Each player in this tangled game
Has a case just like you
Yet never has a single soul
Taken even the slightest glance
Inside the frightening, disordered, cold
Case of another along their path
Each and every troubled mind
Walks along with eyes rolled in
Searching on with hopes to find
A way to calm their chaotic bin
If only they knew that you, too
Struggle to contain your storm
Maybe if you let them view
The danger inside might cease to swarm
So as you walk, don’t look at their faces
Their grins will fool and their eyes will fib
Shift your gaze to their fragile glass cases
At the chaos brewing beneath their ribs
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Author:
SheWasTheSun (
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Comments2
Very powerful and so well written. I enjoyed reading it!
Thank you! I really appreciate it!
Great metaphor especially as glass is so fragile. Exceedingly well done
Thank you so much Augustus, I really appreciate it!
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