ANZART Exclusives: Shattered

Trapped in time, I stand alone A prisoner of moments past With memories like heavy stones That weigh upon me, never to pass

Trapped in appearance, I can't escape The image that's been set in stone Judged and defined by the way I shape To others, I'm just skin and bone

Someone please throw a stone, Shatter this mirror Break me free from this judgemental zone, Make me a whole new warrior.

• This piece was meant to be a submission for Avril15's contest but didnt make the dateline. Finished it anyway as tribute for the amazing project that continuously support artists.