In a cracked mirror, reflections distort,
Shattered identities flicker, a dissonant sort.
I search for the truth in the shards that remain,
Yet every glimpse echoes my struggle and pain.
In the depths of the glass, shadows twist and creep,
Echoes of anguish that drown me in sleep,
Monsters emerge from the cracks in the night,
Their whispers surround me, eliminating light.
With each jagged shard, they claw at my mind,
Haunting my thoughts, leaving solace behind.
A chorus of darkness, a symphony grim,
In the depths of my soul, the light starts to dim.
Yet in this cracked mirror, a flicker remains,
A glimmer of hope amid suffocating chains.
Though darkness surrounds me, I’ll gather each piece,
And confront the abyss, seeking comfort and ease.
The shadows may linger, but I learn to stand tall
A spark from the ruins that ignites through it all,
With every reflection, I piece back my heart,
Finding beauty in brokenness, I’ll go to great lengths.