Empty Mirror

August 19, 2015

I look in the mirror,
but what do I see?

An empty reflection;
the face of a man
with a withered heart
and the eyes
of a cold soul.

my mind sinks deep
into the mercury pool,
and I become that man.

The man I've become,
that I am,
angers me.
Frightens me.
Is this me?

What war has time waged against me,
that I know not
my own self?

What experiences
have caused this man before me
to be a stranger?

My heart fails me,
and I can no longer stare
into this empty mirror.

~Sean D'Entremont

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