I SIT BY THE MIRROR

I sit by the mirror,
Look in the eye.
Touch my face,
And instantly deny.

I console myself,
It’s not my fault.
And its just the mirror,
That’s playing it all.

I clench my fists,
And focus more.
I try to discern,
the sight I abhor.

I probe my mind,
Sifting truth from lies.
Only to find,
I am just a disguise.

I scratch myself,
And wince from pain.
I try to run away,
For my soul’s mundane.

I call upon my past,
Elicit my memories,
Grasp the girl,
That once, was me.

I plea her to come back,
Be me again.
But she clearly denies,
Not to exist in a crack.

I lay there in defeat,
Catching her resign.
And I watch her go,
Leaving me behind.