Reflection

I look deep into the mirror, ashamed at what I see
That broken thing reflected there, how can that be me?
What has led me down this route, to ruin and demise?
What has caused these crystal drops residing in my eyes?

I look deep into the mirror, angered by my frailty
Why don't I get on with it, I know I can break free
Just put aside this sorrow, and get on with my life
My hate-filled gaze stabs at my soul, cuts it like a knife

I look deep into the mirror, afraid of what is there
For I see all that I feel, reflected back, laid bare
I see each wound, each open sore, each debility
And in despair I wonder, is this how it must be?

As each shard whistles past, I take one last fleeting glance
And the truth that too late I grasp, breaks me from my trance
There was no mirror to be smashed, for I gazed inside
Deep down within my soul, it's my hope I just destroyed