Stagnant waters of the soul

In stagnant waters of the soul, We hold to memory's from long ago. But,.. if in time we do not keep, From our lips we'll pray to keep. Secrets of the soul we leak, The joys and subtle tragedies. The places we've seen, The shadows we've been.. That love first felt in ones beating heart, The hate first seen in the friend who strayed Both to entwine in memory of mine Both will break! Just to recreate! Broken Into fragments I see the pieces, but each meaning unclear Like piecing together a puzzle you have never seen While looking backwards through a mirror Defined by that image Created in a moments haste Now defining your next move From things in your past Broken.... Yet...Held together Hope! Break again to redefine Fragments once thought of unclear Seen now in different light Or shadows in the shade of night But still hold firm to you... The journey through a broken mind Can make or break a soul... But Defined by ones own will To be.. Or not to be The choice is yours