The Mirror
When I look in the mirrorI’m not who I seeI no longer knowwho I used to beThis stranger stares backwith a cold empty looklike she can read meas if I were a bookEven when I turn awayI feel her hardened stareand the bottomless sadnessthat I can no longer bareThen I fall to the floorand the tears roll freeBecause the ghost in the mirrorhas always been … Continue reading The Mirror