Broken Mirror.
I glance at a broken mirror
surrounded by a solid wooden frame
in between the cracked glass and pitting
my image will never be the same again.
I look into the broken mirror
but the image isn't of me
it's one of an disheveld old man
all alone and lost at sea.
I glimpse into that broken mirror
catching something in my eye
flickering...
surrounded by a solid wooden frame
in between the cracked glass and pitting
my image will never be the same again.
I look into the broken mirror
but the image isn't of me
it's one of an disheveld old man
all alone and lost at sea.
I glimpse into that broken mirror
catching something in my eye
flickering...