My Reflection

What’s haunting me?

I inspected my image

Reflecting in that oval mirror

A smile was affixed on my face

But I found no glow in my eyes

A monstrous something

Had eaten my brain

Abandoning me empty and blank

Like an unwanted old dusty china pot

To which the spiders refuge in

I asked myself for a reason precise

And I watched my face go pale

With a sigh of failure and dismay

What is it?

I hauled from within but

The sound simply echoed inside

And calmly hid under my skin

My reflection rippled

And turn unclear and blurred

As if a stone is thrown in the stream

My eyes ran deeper to rescue it

But it disappeared in a whirl

Making the mirror empty and blank

Just as my memories did