What have we become?

My feelings are pieces of a puzzle,
falling through a child's fingers as she destroys,
ruins the beautiful picture,
lets the cracks become real,
as they tumble to the floor.

I stand in from of this stained mirror,
blood is on my cheek,
blood is covering my palms.
Who am I today,
am I as real as I will be tomorrow.

My skin peels back from hands,
glass filled, bruised, lost-
guitar callouses hard and cracked,
trying to fish for the shards,
too worn to stop from pushing them further.

Faded color photographs,
memories are rushing past in glimpses,
headphones on and staring out the window-
who are we becoming,
who have we lost?

I kneel in front of the tombstone,
my name etched in forever words.
I died today, lost in circular rope,
boyscout knots have claimed my soul.
I have hit the bottom, or am I still going?

My ghosty skin and faded eyes,
we are everything we ever compromised-
my jeans are soiled, too long unwashed,
there is dirt on my hands,
the dirt is my sin.

A well oiled machine of movement,
I am standing on the brink,
staring down the endless well-
there is water at the bottom I know,
but will I forget to swim?

Mirrored faces, painted glass-
the world spins round and round.
Somehow we were all attached to this place,
the endless circle called time,
our own morbid Carouesl.

Each day is like a nicotine patch,
nothing ever really lasts.
We drink and laugh and cheer and spite,
but as time goes on we lose our lives.
We can exist in the here and now,
facing our fears, continuing somehow.

Smoke is destroying lungs, eyes stained red-
I stand in the middle of the room,
I am a piller of everything that never was,
a child lost in a photo album,
when was the last time we cried?

Broken bottles from failed dreams,
one more shot, one more glass to melt away.
Children never plan to be drunks,
no one wanted to be a suicide write off,
only a peice of paper left.

Burning scars across our wrists,
how did we end up like this?
We are standing at the edge of the abyss,
have we found the end?
What have we become?