A Broken Heart, Healing.

The mirror is already broken
The silence is irrevocably shattered,
The damage is done.
The pieces all held together by a memory.
A shred of morning pushes away the shadows,
But there is no sun without the moon.
No smile without tears,
No hope without doubts.
No day is perfect without a taste of hell,
Nor night full of terrors without a bit of heaven.
The tango of yin and yang.
Answers breed questions and questions equal pain.
A never ending vicious cycle,
When the mirror shards single a little deeper down inside.
The mirror is still broken,
But the stars are beginning to come out again.
Time for the storms to blow away,
Time to stand,
To heal,
Love.