And so I turn to the weary face in the fractured mirror

Is this who & what I have finally become

Am I a God of the rights & the wrongs that I have done


Does light lead my way or blind my winding path

Is every careful step forward, just two steps back

I contemplate the errors I have made that I can never retract


The solemn face in the mirror no longer bears a smile

Emotion falls through my trembling fingers likes grains of sand

I have given up any hope of ever finding my promised land


I accept that darkness shall guide me through my final days

I pray there will be a beacon of light at my journeys’ end

But until I reach that point of no return; my reflection is my only friend


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