The glass under his feet breaking more
and more with each step.
Scattered memories and broken dreams,
stepped upon by a single clueless fellow.
But he never meant any harm, no,
not once did he mean anything like that to happen.
Crunch Crunch Crunch
The glass’s obnoxious crunch hurts his ears
As much as his guilt hurts his heart
crunch crunch… Tap
He couldn’t hear anything,
Couldn’t feel the glass beneath his feet.
He was happy, but strangely missed the glass.