Shattered Perception

In the depths of a fragmented mind, A kaleidoscope of colors unwind. A face emerges, distorted and worn, Eyes aglow like embers born. The mouth opens wide, a scream unheard, As reality's shards pierce, like splinters blurred. The world outside is refracted through, A prism of pain, a soul anew. In every crack, a story's told, Of trials faced, of battles old. Yet, in the chaos, a beauty lies, A testament to the human guise. To shatter, to break, to be reborn, Is to find strength in the fragments torn. To see oneself in the broken glass, Is to behold the beauty that will forever last.