Shattered Reflections

Enclosed in a prison of mirrors
A bleak image I tried to see
But as the walls kept getting closer
It was only myself
I found staring back at me
So shattered were my reflections
Piercing their brittle pieces into me
Leaving me bleeding without a tourniquet
With every single wound so deep

Fragments of the cold and lifeless glass
Cut me with every footstep I took in the dark
As I left behind a scarlet trace
Which went unnoticed like the pain I embrace

So shattered were my reflections
Piercing their brittle pieces into me
Leaving me bleeding without a tourniquet
With every single wound so deep

So shattered were my reflections...
So shattered were my reflections...