Left In Ashes Poem by Nyrical Poet

As I look at the ghost's reflection
It is an image of mass rejection
My soul makes the ghost inferior
While I embarrasingly stare in the mirror

The image I see is not exactly me
I do not know who I'm supposed to be
Am I just an ohra of pure saddness
Combined with a mind filled with absolute maddness

a merry-go-round of disdain lies
Spinning and spinning, I do not know why
Hoping for this all to come to a stop
Before this rage reaches the top

Exploding into a million small pieces
I can only pray until the insanity ceases
Left in ashes, left in depair
My ghostly soul fades and disappears