clouded mirror cracked windows

passion like fire
love clouded by desire

looking through a cracked window
into a clouded mirror

life seems lifeless
and heart beating without a beat

waking to a life of sleeplessness

bleeding is less painful
cutting through the heart with a razor blade and yet feel not pain

have i been numbed for a good reason
or just too painful to register

or simply too numb
too numb to hate for all is filled with love

perhaps someday i will know the answer

but for now as the saying goes...
time heals everything

why is...
pain such a beautiful thing
and sadness filled with beauty

loving while in pain is the ultimate test

why such profoundness in the late night hours
or shall i call it the early morning

time is a such a strange concept
love even more so
hatred exists not in the pain nor the in the heart
just filled with love yet love being so beautiful is also painful
but love is such

shall i defend myself or shall i love

am i lonely or am i scared

why cant i just know the answer
when i am with me all the time

clouded mirror
cracked windows