Trapped In Reflection

gazing through the mirror i see my reflection.
inside the mirror i see the real me caged with intention.
this mirror is some house of correction.
chains wrapped in barb wire that keep me ensnared.
i'm blind to the pain as i'm visually impaired.
am i even alive now a days? its unclear.
i endure peoples shit as if its a full time career.
but what of it? i hang myself to them as they stare in amusement to this gleaming chandelier.
they will never understand they're deaf in both ears.
i draw and paint far and near and every day of a calendar year.
sometimes i disappear in my work reappear in my cerebellum come back to reality still some pieces aren't quite here.
i overview you this mirror on the wall.
what else you trouble me with and what else is install?
as i look at my face and i see the pain i'm still not moved by like a boring starring game.
i call out to you my old dear friend i wish to merge with you once to a gain.
there is no sense of shame my dear friend we are one of the same.
it won't be a trade name but the whole engrave.
this body's rightfully yours now fuel your rage and break the chains that bind us with black voidish flames.
break the chains... break the chains.. break the chains.
now tame the fire of anger and hate to use as your weapon.
i stare at you through this mirror and yet you struggle?.
why snuggle and cuddle with the barbs that pierce your skin?
I have had it! i'm tired of watching you suffer.
i'm want to break out as much as you than you can even muster.
well now. i see your shaking the cage armand.
congrats now bite through the chains with your teeth.
no? haha here take this sword of sin and unsheathe.
use your strength. use what you bottled up all these years that created me.
thats it my friend. keep going.. your almost home to live and breath.
soon this mirror won't hold you for long.