and dance as memories come to light.
Gazing into the mirror, dreams reappear
as the eyes scan from one photo to another.
begins to wear at the nerves in the brain.
The future has always looked so bright,
but as thoughts change, it starts to dim.
The pain and frustration boils inside,
wondering when everything changed.
Only takes a moment for dreams to vanish
as though they never existed within.
Broken pieces stuck in the arms and fists
say that the mirror can no longer reflect.
The world falls a part around me
and the shadows all disappear.
The drips of blood run down,
but I do not feel a thing.
The emotions rushed out at impact
and has left me with nothing.
And just for moment there is peace
as the light fades to darkness.
Then everything comes sprinting back;
the world still lays in sharp, broken shards.
The pieces may never go back together
and strangely that seems just fine.
Almost like a freedom it’s given
and my eyes close out the rest.
They say living is the hardest thing to do,
and that dying is the easiest.
The brain forgets all it has known
and the heart stops loving all it holds.
Coldness begins to seep into my veins
and the fingertips let the warmth escape.
And so now it shall all begin again
and with darkness in my heart, I awake.