In the stillness of the night,
Where shadows dance and whispers bite,
I see the world through fractured glass,
Illusions blur as moments pass.
Time slips softly through my hands,
Like grains of sand on distant lands,
In this room of mirrors, I gaze,
Searching for meaning amidst the haze.
The darkness wraps around my skin,
A velvet cloak that pulls me in,
Every breath a heavy sigh,
Caught between what’s false and what’s dry.
Every heartbeat echoes loud,
In the silence, I feel the crowd,
But they’re just lights that fade away,
Lost reflections of yesterday.
Are we actors in a dream?
Playing roles that lose their gleam,
With every glance, I’m losing sight,
Of what is real in this fading light.
In the corner, shadows grow tall,
Pushing me back, ready to fall,
But I’ll not let them claim my mind,
I’ll rise from depths where hope is blind.
I’ll breathe the air of brighter days,
Break through the fog, ignite the blaze,
For in this chase through light and dark,
I’ll find my truth, I’ll leave a mark.
So let the mirrors crack and flee,
Let darkness fold but never be,
In the end, it’s love I’ll find,
The spark that leads me from behind.
With every heartbeat, I will dare,
To step beyond this heavy air,
And when the daylight breaks anew,
I’ll stand reborn, healed and true.
Alternative
Fading, illusion, time, mirrors, darkness