There Exists a Life..

There exists a life behind closed doors.
behind lurking shadows exists a galore,
of so many dreams and so many desires,
broken souls burning in extinguished fires.
it may seem like no breath remains,
as if everything was washed away with the rains,
but oh so wrong you all seem to be,
you fail to see what I can so clearly see,
a fragile piece of life clinging onto mirrors broken,
a small fragment of hope hanging in silence unspoken.
there, right there under the debris of decree,
lies a life so dainty, so fragile, adorning the debris.