A man’s life reflected in a stained and shattered mirror.
Mirror, Mirror

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Mirror, Mirror stained and shattered
A true but dumb witness
To the ruins of my life, battered
By stained and shattered happiness.
My broken heart faces a blank door
Pieces of it smashed against the cold floor
Sorrows, a fiery catalyst that shake off its color
Stoic am I, and no more…
Mirror, Mirror, a watchman all the way
As I endure what night will bring
And the pain that greets a bleak day
And the torture that comes in the morning.
As the sun rises
And my dreams slip away
The day now almost filled with nothingness
Because I know I have lost you, that I have to pay.
Love has been lost and is now gone
The hope that was there
is now forever gone
like she never was, like she never were.
The memories pierced deep into my heart
I am already an empty shell
To remember, a medicine that hurts
To forget would cause me to die as well.
Mirror, Mirror, my life now lost its toughness
My dead eyes reflect my heart’s sadness
The feeling of pain gone, the feeling of nothingness takes its place
Now, I subside into the feeling of numbness.
But as I look at the stained and shattered mirror
I let the pain wash over me like waves
And see a glimmer of hope on the blank door
Now, I holding myself together, and my broken heart is now awake.
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