drip

the face in the reflection is unrecognizable
despite the seemingly crystal liquid,
all your mind can think is:
*****.

drip

the apathy burns like a wildfire in his eyes
the anger casts a shadow,
encompassing the whole image like a cloak of darkness.

drip

you want nothing more than to understand,
how could this have happened

why.

drip

can the image be cleaned?
shimmering happiness replace the apathy,
empathy shine through the eyes like moonlight.

you reach out to lift back the cloak,

splash.