ReflectionA Poem by Adam M. SnowThe reflection in this cracked mirror shows only two; my essence, my soul; it's also true. My soul is tainted, my essence is numb; my dreams grew dark, this is what I've become.Reflection
By: Adam M. Snow The reflection in this cracked mirror shows only two; my essence, my soul; it's also true. My soul is tainted, my essence is numb; my dreams grew dark, this is what I've become. My reflection is cracked; I'm out of place; my heart grows cold, I need your grace. I'm falling apart; I've lost my way; what else do you want me to say? The rippling water's a mist how can that be? Do I exist to be with thee? I am cracked and so is my reflection; these wounds, they show my affection. Though I am but one in a reflection of two; trying to find my place anew. So let my reflection show who I am; someone who was to be damned. Let me be but one; so that I may be done. My reflections strain drops of blood; just leave me here in the mud. My eyes are stained, my touch is cold; all I need is someone to hold. My mouth is silent, my love breaks; my body's bound, my soul aches. I am but one in the mirror's looking glass; looking upon my modern pass. When will my reflection show; the truth I do not dare to know? My reflection is cracked; I'm out of place; my heart grows cold, I need your grace. I'm falling apart; I've lost my way; I'm waiting here for the day. My skin grew pale, did I died? I'm here in this corner trying to hide. My sight has gone; it's the break of dawn; I'm going back to where it spawned. The mirror's shattered, not my reflection; from what I've done this is my infection. I've been risen yet I fall; I can't give up on all. My reflection's viewing pains; showing me bound by these chains. I'm forced to face myself in this state; the mirror shows, this is my fate. My reflection is broken yet it's whole; I'm out in the world searching for my life's role. I'm reaching out through the dark; searching for the owner of this black mark. Nevermore does my reflection show; I'm lost with no where to go. The mirror's lust has felled; this is where I dwelled. My tears fall upon reflection; this is my resurrection. The cracked mirror now shows one; could it be that it's now done? My reflection's anew; it's also true. I'm not the same: I ignite my flame. The mirror's now whole with no crack in sight; I'm no longer in the dark, but the light. I only love; I do not hate; I know now that this is my fate. I faced myself in the mirror; now that I can see, it's all so clearer. My ways I've change from what I've became; I'm the only one to blame. My reflection is cracked no more; my pain is gone just like before. My future is nearer; all ‘cause I looked in the mirror. © 2010 Adam M. Snow |
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Added on April 19, 2010 Last Updated on April 19, 2010 AuthorAdam M. SnowPhoenix , AZAbout"The writer’s mind, can surpass even the most intellectual minds." –Adam M. Snow I keep my work clean, I write to inspire others. Some people would even call me a philosopher, but w.. more..Writing
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