The hourglass

Something went wrong when the hourglass turned around...

She had in her heart, a fire without flames

She hadn't flared up

She wasn't burned

She lost her soul at the hourglass broke

Everything that was good about her had evaporated

All that was wrong in her had evaporated

All that was left was nameless emptiness

Nothing bad, nothing good, nothing at all

She was what no longer is

Her time was up before it even started

Her body tied to the shore of death

Like a forgotten object, no one came to claim it

Her lungs were full, full of everything but air

She didn't drown

Her body had never drifted

She was more than dead

Her heart was starting to scatter

She couldn't be saved, neither by water nor by flames

The hourglass had burst

Her soul is probably lost forever

She will never be found

Her body, completely submerged,

She wasn't buried

Between two graves, even there she could not rest

She had lost her soul, how to find it?

Was she death of a heartbreak?

Is'nt it the most violent death?

An angel with black wings approached fragments of her heart,

To glue it back together, she had to found another hourglass

She put all the pieces of her heart back in a new hourglass

With a wonderfull magic

That's not how humans get reincarnated usually.

That one exploded through the universe until she got found,

No matter how scattered her heart was,

No matter how gentle or violent the death was,

Usually human are reincarneted

The angel gived her another eternity to live,

Trapped in a new hourglass

The angel thought out loud:

Was she death of a heartbreak?

What if death had forgotten to kill her?

No matter what, she had never seen a soul that far of an hourglass.

Maybe next time, the hourglass will turn around without any damage and she will live again, like most human when they reincarne.

She died of a heartbreak.

Is'nt it the most violent death?