End. Scene One.

broken hearts are sharp like broken glasses,
just under the surface of the sand.
when will you confide in me,
and will you hold my hand?
i'm so shaken, love.
'cause these events have been so grand!
My legs are broken; i am beaten,
i can no longer stand.
for i will declare my pain,
out and all across the land.
seems like nothing ever stays right,
never really like it's planned.
shooting off like cannons,
though never fully manned.
you are my world,
but it's coming to an end.