The Room Of Mirrors Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

I'm in a room of mirrors
like something from a carnival or a dream
I see my many reflections
and I hear no voice from my lips
as I open my mouth in a terrified silent scream
I see me a man
I see me as a boy
and sadness is all I notice of me
as I try to turn away
But everywhere I go
another piece of me I see
and in the distance I see me in infinity
with all the girls and women I have known
and I feel locked in a permanent frown
to know nothing of it really mattered
I see the sad smile of a clown
and then I feel so trapped
I know all of life is lost
and I'm done, it's over
and I'm not ever coming back
and then the mirrors all fall to pieces
and everything goes black
i wonder what it all means
and where it begins and ends
I wonder what became of my loved ones
and my children and my friends
but none of them come to see me pass
I guess this is where the story ends
and then I feel a touch upon my hands
and a kiss upon my chest
I feel a sense of peace and solitude and rest
and then there you are somehow
the only one who ever really cared
the one I dared believe somehow loved me best
I feel your tears falling
as you cling so closely to my chest
and now I know there's really love
and I want to live and try again to live
in the room of mirrors
I finally realized the truth in the love you give
I was lost in the confusion
and never realized your love was real
and not just another illusion
if not for you
I was so lost
I know my life was through