Mirror Poem by Danette Frenz

Why can’t I see myself in the mirror?
Warm air clouds it with fog.
Droplets of moisture that cling in a fever,
Steam vapors that rise in a vog.
Boiling and burning,
What lies?
Swirling and churning
What goes by?
My head is spinning, a ringing
In my ears.
Can’t hear anyone singing
The pain just sears!
Throbbing, the pain keeps on ebbing.
Just want to shout,
Can’t see duckling’s neat webbing.
Oozing out …am I losing out?
I reach out for your hand, to grasp it…
but cannot. I can’t…
Have I lost my wit?
Or I shan’t?
I am here
But you are there.
You are never near…
Sometimes I’m scared.
I want to love you
But you push me away.
If only the fan blew,
The fog from the mirror…today.