In the hush of night, as shadows play,
A man drifts to sleep, where dreams hold sway.
In the realm of slumber, he finds his place,
A twisted world, a mirror maze.
Each pane reflects a life unknown,
Endless corridors where silence is grown.
But in the depths of this shimmering space,
He sees one face, the light of his grace.
Her laughter echoes through the reflecting halls,
A haunting melody that softly calls.
With every turn, her image glows,
Yet just beyond reach, where the shadow flows.
He reaches out, but the glass is cold,
A barrier strong, a story untold.
Her eyes, like stars, pull him near,
Yet the maze twists deeper, amplifying fear.
“Why can’t you see me?” he cries in despair,
As her smile flickers, a ghost in the air.
In every reflection, she dances away,
Taunting his heart as it starts to fray.
Each corner he turns, she slips from his grasp,
A phantom of longing, a fleeting clasp.
He sprints through the maze, heart pounding with might,
Chasing the vision that fades into night.
“Just one more step, I’ll find my way,”
He whispers to shadows that silently sway.
With determination, he fights through the haze,
Hoping to break free from this endless maze.
But as the reflections begin to distort,
Her figure shifts, a haunting retort.
“Find me, dear heart, in the light of the day,
For the mirror can’t hold what the heart can’t betray.”
Awakening sudden, he gasps in the night,
Realizing within the dream was a flicker of light.
With hope in his heart, he makes a new plan,
To bridge the divide and take hold of her hand.
For though the mirror maze held him tight,
The dream whispered truths, igniting his fight.
With courage ignited, he steps into day,
Determined to chase the shadow of doubt away.
