The face of darkness
mystery within mask
stranger looking back
deep into the reflection
of memory, of loss
that hangs
like the dust
in the corners
of life’s mirrored cracks
sticky as sleep
in the eye of sorrow,
heavy as the dream
waking lonely
to the bitter dawn
blemished
by the kiss
of loveless
shadows cast
upon the wall
of her truth
Searching
she lives there
somewhere
shattered
like glass