Immortal Reflections

I went looking for a god and found myself kneeling in a church

Where your glittering display ended my search

They called it a picture cause it was meant to last 

Immortalized in time and meant to stay that way 

Untouchable and everlasting and inevitable 

One of a kind, just like me

Such timeless beauty, never meant to fail or fall 

I thought such things had some kind of glorious resistance 

But now your image is cracking and the colors are fading

I fear the fracture lines have cleaved too deep

I carved my mortality into stone, now it's outlasted me

I saw myself reflected in your image, but now it's in pieces 

I watched as the cracks formed, I stayed as they burst 

I heard as all the things I said out loud here were suddenly unspoke 

Washed away in a rain of glass 

Now I gather the fragments

Trying to puzzle them back together into a reenactment

Trying to fix our story, make it into a prettier picture 

I can save you, we can still be infinite

An image in a window, but a kaleidoscope in my hands

It’s not over until it's over

But my hands run scarlet now, stained like the glass

And your glittering splinters in my skin might just be fragments

Relics of a life I once knew and promises I never will

A reminder that forever is fickle and immortality but a flicker 

I guess neither of us was invincible after all