Sand, Glass and Diamonds~ by Ryan Ward
Loneliness is the voice of a broken heart,
It speaks in whispers and shouts,
Never dealing in the in-between.
I’ve got more in common with it than you.
Like the perspiration of those gone before,
Are we bound to the same end?
There’s glass in the sand but there’s diamonds too,
All stuck to our feet,
Follow in our footsteps.
In silence we…
Occasionally stir the air with thought,
Of favourite names and schoolyard games,
And talk of safer places and familiar faces.
Just strangers that get along,
There’s glass in the sand.
©Ryan Ward 2012