Seven years of loneliness I cried
No broken mirror,
just a fact upon this life
Un-concentrated upon the unseen
It's complicated to move on

Slight tug
at the tighter strings of life
My grip not as strong
as I thought it to be
Overreact
on the smaller things in life
Unconsciousness taking over me

Dark and cold,
between the folds of life
Weak and alone
nothing to hold in sight
Shadows wrap around me
I'm losing light
No broken mirrors,
but I'm shattered inside

Hiding in the shadows of my room
Don't want the world
to see my gloom
These thoughts I write
are washed away by my own tears
They have me drowning, I fear.