Fragmented

In the dead room I fear,
The reflection so near,
Of love lost in tears,
For reasons unclear.

The white walls of pain,
A life preordained.
The truth in her eyes,
Slowly tranquilised.

Memories slip away,
Fall silent and decay;
Only shadows remain,
Of a life lost in flames.

In the garden of shame,
Lies a man with no name,
An omen unborn,
Entangled with thorns.

I feel fragmented,
Cruel thoughts embedded;
My heart has cemented,
Sick and tormented.