If Mirrors Revealed
What We Are Inside
I Would Be Nothing,
With No Reflection;
A Hollow Void
Unwilling To Shine Through
The Consuming Darkness.
If The Stars Were Placed
In The Heavens
To Guide Our Paths,
Then Mine Has Long Since
Been Burnt Out,
Unable To Bear The Guilt
Of Its Own Failure.
If Our Hearts Could Be Our Voice,
Mine Would Cry Out
In Agony
So Desperate
And Longing
For Life;
Muffled By Incertainty
And Plagued By Disappointment.
If Time Was The Ultimate Healer
In This World,
Then It Has Refused
To Pass By For Me;
It Leaves Me Empty,
Abandoned,
And Painfully
Stagnant