Hunted by men, the mermaid said:
My heart is a glass,
Shattered and shattering into shards.
As I bury them in bloodied hands,
Never rekindled into a whole.
Remaining fragile and divided,
Into shapeless isolated parts.
The glint of its surface is still pretty,
Shimmery and sharp,
Cut and broken from afar.
-Vander
Disclaimer: All poetry and fiction here are original material written by Vander. Please note that all text references, descriptions and indications are purely fictional (make-believe if you didn’t know what fiction is!) and is in no relation to any actual entities.