As I stand here in front of the empty colorless mirror waiting
for the tiniest hint of hope that one day someone will stare back
at me, I think about the lies, the bad and I try and find the
good that I left behind long ago. The image that once stood tall
inside that mirror is lost looking for him. We've lost all hope
of find the images that once stood tall in the mirror. Lurking in
the shadows is missing piece to the puzzle. Hidden deep in the
cracks it hides in fear of being found. Why its hiding I don't
Fear runs through my heart as I creep to the corner where the
last piece hides. Gotcha I think, but the last piece isn't there.
Do I keep my heart searching for something that may not even
exist? Do I keep my hopes up in finding you? Do I even want to
bother to find you? Has your soul fooled my heart with the lust
and the lies?
I'm letting my heart come find you. To forever wipe away the
tears I've been crying. You'll never know what you've put me
through. You'll never know the pain. At last we've found you. The
tiniest hint of reflection has begun to show in the mirror.
Forever my heart will be in yours, but it's time for me to let
you go. I must go on and live my life without pain and
helplessness. As I stand here in front of that once empty mirror
I see me and you holding hands but my heart is nowhere to be
found. Where has it gone this time? It's still searching for you.
The mirror image is beginning to fade; now what am I suppose to
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