Alter Ego

Every time when you look in the mirror

Deflection of the strive of your life gets clearer

Reflection is all that you see?

Tell me, do you even recognise thee?

 

Do you see a dungeon made of flesh and bones

Mortalised in the fortress made of stones ?

Where you have been forsaken by your soul

Along side a conscience left with a hole

 

Do you see that In search of fortune,

You are lost in the vacuum of the opportune ?

Like the rain in june, like a song in its tune

Like a desert in its dunes

A life like fumes, fades away like a perfume

 

Do you see a collage of shattered dreams

The remnant of all your perfect schemes

Gleaming in reality's streams ?

 

Do you see those eyes immersed in a well of despair

With a black abyss all around fortifying its lair ?

Its so black that even darkness is afraid to reign

Yet there is enough light for the fire to sustain

As they keep staring into nothingness with disdain

Day by day observing the mundane

 

Do you see a stranger shaped by society in clay

Who is hollow ?

Or do you see a ghostly reflection, in dismay

Staring back at you in sorrow ?

Horror in its eyes that have gone blind

Witnessing the slaying of innocence that fell behind

 

Do you see that you can wash the filth off your skin

But can never cleanse your conscience etched full its of sins?

When the chances of redemption are paper thin

 

Do you see that in the game of shadow and sunshine

You both are played by time?

And as a sign of loosing

You both get spots of aging

Your spots starts to leave a permanent mark

As you wash those marks off your counterpart

 

Do you see the monster that you foster

Under the façade of humanoid imposter?

Every time you stare at yourself in close up

While trying to put on the mask of make up

 

Its just the same old looking glass

Showing us our stained class

A silver screen of our endless farce

 

Its the master of deception since the inception

controlling the world's perception

A portal to our lives living in another dimension

 

The sight beyond that silver line is vile

But only you can make it worthwhile

By creating something beautiful and new

From the residue

And you deserve to see it all through

Cause in the end its still 'YOU'