In the mirror
I see myself.
a reflection of sorrow
a reflection of withdrawal
Memory flashes
desolate pieces
A shattered self
A broken past
Neither will it remain in the present
Nor to the future
We are supposed to share
So weak and fragile
Soon has fallen apart
Left me waiting on the aisle
Wearing white
Corded veil
Torn with a bleeding heart
Can't think
Can't breathe
Can't utter a word
Not even a sound
A tear rolled down my eye
I know this is exile
Consolations cannot change the fact
Apologies are not enough
To mend myself
Dire and cold
To pick up the pieces
Broken and dismal
From a promise transgressed
Violated and unkempt
Part by part
Piece by piece
Soul by soul
Why don't you recall?
Seconds, minutes, hours
passed and now gone
past and is history
Will you still be there?
Will ‘it’ still be there?
Without you
To the point of death
And to the life that awaits
Even after it
I cannot say this is life
I cannot say that I have lived
For you are all my life
And are the only reason why I live
Why I am still here.
