A rainbow makes a brand new slate....

Broken.....

As I stare into this broken mirror, I see
The image of a broken me
Of a person shattered, torn and thrown out,
Hoping for goodness to come about

My eyes search earnestly
For the good they wish to see
But they are destined to be disappointed
How'd this world get so disconnected?

My hands eagerly search for something,
Anything real to tightly cling,
But as they dig for deep foundation,
The shallowness comes out from the complacent

Tears roll down as I give up hope

My broken soul clinging to a fraying rope
My fingers finally letting go
My surroundings pass me all too slow

I fade into the darkness, the dim
I hope to never see it again
But there I am, to my surprise
Waking up with brand new eyes

For the first time in my broken life,
I see colour in the world, not strife,
I see hope, not pain; Love, not hate,
A rainbow makes a brand new slate!!