BROKEN MIRROR Copyright 2007


Broken mirror in the center of the room
Fragments of bloody glasses spread everywhere
The reflection of my distorted imagine

A double faced mask
Its red eyes gaze me

Black cloud, you torment my mind,
You're like a snare for me
always trying to discover my Achilles' heel

I look myself at this broken mirror
I see only my soul being broken too

My arms are bleeding
I scream for pain and desperation
The streaming blood reveals I'm still alive

Thunderbolts
Storms
Wind
Fatuous Fires
Darkness
In this room that's my heart

From the mirror flows a fire of water
Flames lick my body
I get disintegrated in ashes
It's all quiet now
A sun ray filters out from the window
My ashes are turning in colored butterflies

Wow, that's filled with emotion....