Post by XM Meister XIII on Jul 16, 2013 14:43:24 GMT
As cold as ice,
It stands in everyone's lives,
No matter whether its in the bathroom, bedroom or on the wall,
It reflects on the past,
Having no remorse for the scenes it portrays.
It seems so distant and so far, yet it is so near to our emotions.
Its icy claws touch the heart and rip it apart like a rabid animal,
And out of all the reflections in the mirror,
Not one is filled with warmth and happiness.
The past remains,
Frozen, cold and spiteful
And as I view these images in the mirror before me,
I crack, much like the mirror when I unleash my anger on its unforgiving window to the past.
And much like the everything near to me in my life,
The mirror has gone, but the memories will forever remain within the heart.