I stare through this mirror,
As reflections fade…
Soul less eyes,
To an unknown name.
Damaged skin,
Words of sin cover this
Naked body of mine.
I fall into the depth,
I gaze within…
A window leading to a shallow world,
Black and white,
Bent and twirled,
A boy could feel at home alone.
No judging eyes,
No tainted lies…
he cries himself asleep tonight,
Wondering if he’s ever felt right…
To die tonight,
Within this place.
To break the glass or to see his face
For what it really is…
(Just a boy)
I stare through this mirror,
As reflections change,
I see my soul,
I know my name…
But it seems harder to live this way,
When I feel it everyday…
But what do I do when worlds have no bliss? ?
Just utter Pain…
Just utter Pain...
~Empath~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem