His eyes seem like a dark void.
Yet his reflection looks back with sadness.
Every mirror on his home, he destroyed.
Not wanting to let these sad eyes drive him to madness.
He is the victim not a monster like them.
He did nothing to this realm.
....well not without reason.
...but was that reason enough to treason?
No, no he is not like that devil.
He would never step down to their level.
His eyes fall back on all the broken parts.
Each look back with deep sorrow.
All of this sadness of broken hearts.
He can't keep lying to himself till tomorrow.
"I...I never wanted to-"
He cuts himself off.
His reflection looks back at him with a scoff.
"I would have never done this all if I knew..."
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my Poems
PoetryJust a book I will use to publish my poems. My poems mostly are about not happy topics like depression, loss, remorse, etc. But I do have a few happy ones.
