• nunoalem 10w


    Looking at the mirror,
    The guy with scars that he once saw
    Drowning in the depths of his sorrow,
    The facade of happiness thrown,
    The eyes without soul,
    The one thing hidden yet so resounding.
    People thought he'd be the happiest,
    With all his charms and enigma,
    But look deeper,
    You'll see it's a show,
    The real guy long lost to life,
    Happiness an elusive dream.
    Mirror reflected the one inside,
    The one he tried so hard to hide.
    The slow death he gave to himself,
    Evident in the reflection
    Shattered mess he was
    And the mirror no longer lies,
    When he saw the broken picture.