Beautifully Broken Eyes

Their eyes.

I had to capture them.

They were beautiful.

Beautifully broken.

I picked up a scrap

and shaped it,

Lying in the pile

Of soft

Paper snippets.

Empty

Alone,

Words written smoothly

On the pages.

✦

Far from done,

But an outline

Of sad, broken eyes and

Scarred skin

Was visible

If you looked past

The scraps

And saw beauty.