Submissions by legz

What can one man do when faced with my mirror?
In the glass there is no past,
but doubtful such thoughts last
with a mind full of weighted horror.

I see the sun, and I see the Moon.
Prodding them with hopes and heart,
I retreat alone into the dark,
Stumbling into my feeble red coccoon.

Days will pass sitting there,
battling with the known and false comfort,
forever circumspect, dwelling in hurt.
If only that sun was a true wish and fair...

If only this mirror were made of lead,
and my eyes turned to the sky,
with a soul...

The sky always seemed golden
in the seconds before it was black...
Yet in a few moments,
my eyes would readjust to the darkness,
Luring me to gaze at thousands of different lights...
Although they were white,
They were made of Gold,
And after being in that darkness,
And seeing that clear light,
I succumbed to the twilight,
And lived each new day walking
in the shoes of a blind child...

I must commit a silent suicide
to wake me from this sleep...
So I drag my feet to the mirror,
A place I hope can set me free.
As my fingers grasp the sink,
I lower my head and pray for peace,
With a tear of pain in every blink.
But my heart is a gaping hole,
A cavity where regret extinguishes coal.
When memories are lost, and faith is forgotten,
I turn to Drugs to make me whole....
To make me feel...
To make me numb...
To let me know a façade of love...
To try and forget what I remember
To fight for myself as an...

The man in the black coat has done his deed,
At the floor, on my knees, I sit and slowly bleed.
Alone and unaware of who I am,
I bear thoughts of no normal man.
Let me be, please... just let me be.
I cant stand to move...
or fight back...
or breathe.
Im giving up hiding it,wearing that fake smile.
Im just going to let my mind go... andleave this place for a while.
I cant even rhyme these words very well..
But it doesnt matter.
It wont mean much in the end..
You'll be able to tell.
My eyes are closing now
My heart is slowing
I can...