Mirror of a Broken Past

Depicted in the mirror,
is a refelction of my fear.

Broken and severed are
the veins that are withered.

Tomorrows another day;
Yesterday as faded away;

Eternally falling,
the dark is now calling.

Engulfed in the fury,
its the only way
out of this dream.

Surrounding me
in silent screams.

Now the air is still, filled with
everything left to rot away.

inside and self aware,
these feelings of despair.

Another broken reflection
in the cold and faceless mirror.