The faceless one I see
in a dream, I look in the
mirror the faceless one
looks back at me.

I try to look around but
darkness erupts and the
light becomes dim, I want
to see who the faceless one,
but I see no face in the mirror
who could it be.

Mirrors surround echo's  of
a persons reflections missing
parts no face no feet, who,
what could it be, parts of
one incomplete.

I put the mirrors together, I
combine each to make one
mirror  complete, not the
different parts that I could
see. 

Now the jigsaw is
complete, as one I look to see
that which was not whole. I look
and it is  me a fractured mind now
as one, I wake and look in the mirror
and my face looks back at me...