Sunday 30 October 2016

mirror

And as i stand again by the mirror
i see you staring back
an empty soul devoid of light
the familiar surroundings of black

You didnt recognize me in the mirror
as we stared with words unsaid
you looked like a broken man
whose heart would never feel again

i quietly watched the dust around the mirror
the copper rust seeping through
for through this impervious frame
your dark reflection beamed true

For there you were in front of me
stood an uninspired man
who stared on to the world beyond
i have forgotten who i am


-3am

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