A reflection of a state of mind.....

 

Mirrors eye

Mirror mirror what do I see

reflection of a dead man looking at me

eyes as black as a lump of coal

skin so grey like I have no soul

people tell me that I look well

the mirror says different as I gaze into hell

so mirror mirror why do you lie

make me feel bad as I focus my eyes

I stare at the mirror a stranger I spy

a hundred years old and ready to die

mirror mirror its me again

like a caged lion subdued and tamed

I accept my warped and twisted reflection

“I loathe you mirror” I say with affection.