In your mind a closet of mirrors,
Reflecting back the darkness.
The deep absences of your mind.
The mind is simply a mirror of your heart,
Darker than a stormy night.
Light is no where to be found,
For if it was it would reflect a shadow.
An outline of your feeble body,
On the verge of collapsing.
Yet this vision is hidden,
Within the blackness residing within.  
All can see the despair in your eyes,
Yet it is concealed from your sight.
Thus, you live lost within your darkness.