Broken Mirror

Long ago, when I looked in the mirror,

I would see my reflection

But then strong winds of a dark storm

came and broke my mirror

Leaving me with nothing

but these shattered pieces of glass

I can’t see me

All I see is a shape

A shape and color that I don’t know

A stranger who can’t be stranger 

since his face doesn’t show

Nothing.

I feel nothing.

I see nothing.

I sense nothing.

Everything was black, white, and grey

Like the clouds without rain that filled my days

But those days are over

The sun shines and brings freedom

So now I pick up the shattered pieces and fix my mirror

I longed to see me

But I see someone better

He’s smarter, stronger

He has my smile and eyes

And the small hint of my innocence that remains

Although he’s no longer a stranger, 

He’s still someone that I don’t know

But at least it’s me