Subtle Change

Open, all is cracked,

Wispy eyes and a hushed face

quiet tears are split.

My first step towards

I call a place, nothingness,

what they call a life?

I breathe in unknown,

surrounded by the warmth, friend

cracked heart or fire ball.

My hands are worn, burnt

thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, doom

count the seconds past.

Restless heart, could stop

old, wrinkled, may skin be dry.

Pierced soul, wounded deep.