Some complain and others praise
But I’ve no idea why they say
What they say to my face
For I’ve no idea how I look this day

In wonder I sought a looking glass
Desperate to know what it is I project
This turned out to be a difficult task
I sought a picture with me the subject

I went to my mom and asked for a view
Who else would know me deeper
Than the woman who birthed me through?
I cried at what I found, no better.

She reflected an image to me in brokenness
She held up a mirror and let me gaze
The shattered pieces showed a mess
I couldn’t make out myself in the haze

Still hurt and confused and lost
I asked my wife my best friend
To help me see myself at any cost
I needed to know myself before the end

So she too invited me to look and see
Gladly she wanted to help and fix
Let me look in the mirror she held up to me
Her mirror too was cracked, ugliness it depicts

Feeling worse than ever I looked to my father
Tortured and twisted his mind became
His words were nonsense and his thoughts a quagmire
He was fading and was increasingly insane

Still I wanted to know if he had insight
Whether he could help me find my path
Alas his words were scared, full of fright
His life a failure, broken with cancer’s wrath

Once more I tried desperately to find
A person, anyone, who could help me see
My way out of a cage, out of my binds
My soul ached, cried and screamed to be free

A person gentle and warm and caring
Gave me rest, held me as pain passed
Then uncovered her mirror for my viewing
That image too frightened me, her mirror I smashed

Alone I was left with no one but me
Still wanting to know myself, my need
At last I lifted up my own mirror to see
What I saw took away any glee

I too was broken, shattered into pieces
Distorted and ugly was the man staring back
I screamed at the horror as pain increases
Seeing there was nothing, nothing but lack.
I was completely shattered
Shattered into pieces

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