Sheets of glass

Sheets of glass
sheets of ice
your empty words
won't suffice
like shards of glass they pierce my heart
will I forever be in the dark?
about your motives, tricks & lies,
you say it's nothing,
that it's alright,
but I failed to read between the lines,
and now I'm tangled in your poisonous vines,
and for me those words are nothing more
than old wives tales and rumors and lore,
as cold and bitter as the winter frost
here nothing's wrong and nothing's right,
and in the end,
I lay frozen,
beneath the sheets of glass and ice.

[This poem sounds a bit (maybe a lot) confused. But I wanted to depict the state of mind of someone who's very broken and betrayed and does not know what to think. Hope it's good enough!]

Experiment #2- A short story

I wrote this story during my summer vacs in 10th grade.
I wrote it completely on a whim and didn't bother to review it much.
If you read it, then thank you for taking the time. :)


http://figment.com/books/307562-Happiness-for-a-dollar-



P.S- The conversations in the story are a tad awkward and I've been often blamed for being too cold in expressing things.

The Scariest Thing

What is the scariest thing in the world?

It is not a ghost,

It is not the darkness,

Neither is it love,

Nor death,

Scariest thing in the world?
I'll tell you the scariest thing in the world,

I'll tell it to you because I witnessed the sight,

No, neither is it the devil nor is it the night,

It is when you see dreams become dust,

When betrayal follows trust,

The strongest of people break,

And the heavens start to shake,

When hopes are shattered,

For the people we love, we never mattered,

And the emissaries of hope,

Turn into the harbingers of pain,

When you realise hearts are no longer pure,

Your thoughts have become obscure.

When you see life is a chimera,
And each breath you take,

Gets heavier and heavier,

And you crawl through life,

Being pulled behind by the skeletons of despair,

And when all is lost,

You give in,

And let the infinite universe devour you.