#BrokenReflections

In the mirror's fractured gaze,
I see myself in scattered maze,
A thousand pieces out of place,
Each one a whisper, lost in space.

One shard flicker with past regret,
Another's still in shadows set,
A third half-buried in the sand,
Where time erodes what we once planned.

I reach to gather what’s been torn,
But my fingers tremble,...