The eyes in the mirror stare back at me
Dead, empty pools with nothing inside
At me they stare. What do they see?
There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
A vortex sucking me down into a hole
A bottomless pit of crippling despair
That tears me apart and shreds my soul
Razors of agony way deep down in there
Cold lifeless orbs in the mirror trapped
Locked on my own with a deadly intent
To drag my soul down, keep it entrapped
Bury it there until all life is spent
A void that promises nothing but pain
Until the end comes and I lay in a grave
Endless tears falling down like the rain
There's no escape. Myself I can't save
The eyes in the mirror stare back at me wonderfully and this gives definite direction to the new theme. Very amazing definitely.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What you have shared with us all is like a world unknown. Admire you for continuing to walk in your shoes. Thank you Tony.