And as I stare into your eyes,
You look dead to me,
Your body attracting flies.
I wonder where things went wrong,
Or were you like this,
All along.
I see a disturbed mind,
Stuck in this race against time.
But I notice familiar features in your face,
I recognize your tone of voice,
The way you pace.
But I can't help you now,
You've got to do this alone,
I can only tell you why,
I don't have the "how".
And as I turn to leave,
I catch one more glimpse of you,
And I'm on my knees,
Trying to breathe,
Heave after heave.
For I am scared of my own reflection,
Staring in this mirror,
I beg for forgiveness,
My name to no longer be mentioned.

In the chilling miasma of the night,
when all fears come out to play under the stars
the hot throbbing in my chest
comes from a reflection.

Eyes avert my own gaze,
the mirror on the bathroom sink.

Too many flaws are there,
it disgusts me so.

I know not when it struck me thus,
one day spent avoiding my own vision
that I finally managed, with a bold courage
to give my mirror self a smile.

The mirror did not break,
and I sighed.

Strangeness reflected and doubled back, over and over
yet it did not hurt.

And oh, how this dark fear that burdened me so
dissipated in the depths of me.
Heart beats echo in the silence,
my grin in the bathroom mirror.