Broken Soul

Teardrops slowly crawling down the glass,
Fog rising to hide the rest of the world,
Misty grey eyes staring at nothing,
One trembling hand over a painful heart.

Dewdrops beaded all over the pane,
Casting precious rainbows over the one
Swallowed by darkness, untouched by light,
One shallow breath following the last eternally.

Water pearls skewing the reality beyond the window,
Twisting it into a reality far different
Than what can be witnessed from the outside looking in
On another broken soul.