As the mirror shattered
So too did my image
Into a thousand individual shards
Of rotating fractals
Fractured and staring back
Like dazzling diamonds dying
To tell the truth
Through different iterations of being
In an attempt to recreate what was once
Whole
Imparting an intense feeling
Detached from the reality
That reflected a view
Infinitesimally small
In comparison to my eyes
Which can only comprehend
The infinitely big

So it is,
That in my free time
I throw stones at myself
In order to understand
Thyself
And my many pieces