The Cracked Mirror
cracked and dull
My reflection is shattered
no longer whole
Once a cheerful face
shone bright
now only darkness
meets my sight
are like wounds in my heart
stirring memories
that have departed
Now just whispers
in the silence
I long for
myself again
of who I was
scattered
in the corners of memories
But the more I search
the more cracks
I seem to find
born from a dream
I try to put the pieces together
but it's never enough
to make me whole
this reality
that I will never
be the same
Yet still I strive
to find meaning
in this life
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