The Stranger In The Broken Mirror

This is more lyrical

I close my eyes as the pictures start to play

I go back to the time, the moment, the day

When did it all go from full of light, to hiding in the dark

What was it that put out our everlasting spark

Now those little conversations are filled with millions of unsaid words

What once was travels with the wind and the birds

And as the seasons change 

Our void gets bigger but the memories still remain

Finally my vision is getting clearer

And all I see is a stranger hiding behind a broken mirror

This is not the person I knew

It was once you who picked me up, you were my glue

Don't pretend you can't recall

It was me who would catch you when you'd fall

Now I lean back and feel the ground

You gave up, leaving without a wound

Finally my vision is getting clearer

And all I see is a stranger hiding behind a broken mirror

This is not the person I knew

It was once you who picked me up, you were my glue

Our childhood is dawning and sun is setting

I never thought we'd reach the day when we would both start forgetting

Yesterdays memories shaped me into who I am today

And for that I thank you in a  way

Finally my vision is getting clearer

And all I see is a stranger hiding behind a broken mirror

This is not the person I knew

It was once you who picked me up, you were my glue

Finally my vision is clearer

As I walk past the stranger in the broken mirror

The pieces fit into place

It was me who was intended to win this race

Reviews

[Bradley]

I need to read this again tomorrow, but for now this made me think of growing up and leaving behind the thoughts and dreams of childhood. Yet those dreams that no longer exist still helped shape us into who we are today.

Well done, I really enjoyed your poem. It made me smile at the end...it's that weird? ;)

[Chris]

I don't feel the music but I hear the story.