The reflection shattered
Smile lost
Sense of self, likewise
The picture, life, broken
Hope, faith all in little shards
Pieces of a life fallen
To the floor
A broken mirror
A broken soul
A smile lost
A sense of self, forgotten
The broken heart sees nothing but cultivate depression all in the fertile time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice way to put it. I have experience with depression. Its a nasty person reflected in a broken mirror