A reflection of a state of mind.....
Mirror mirror what do I see
reflection of a dead man looking at me
eyes as black as a lump of coal
skin so grey like I have no soul
people tell me that I look well
the mirror says different as I gaze into hell
so mirror mirror why do you lie
make me feel bad as I focus my eyes
I stare at the mirror a stranger I spy
a hundred years old and ready to die
mirror mirror its me again
like a caged lion subdued and tamed
I accept my warped and twisted reflection
“I loathe you mirror” I say with affection.