i look deep into the eyes of a dying soul
held by the piercingly cold, blind stare
veiled by much pain and a long-known despair
this being has long lost control

intently i study this enigma before me
the despondence of so many bleak years
which has left the scars of millions of tears
on this face making such a desperate plea

i search for some key to the secrets it holds
the arcana which have led to this deplorable state
trying to escape this life's dismal fate
terrifed as it slowly unfolds

deep in the eyes of a dying soul where nothing matters
utterly alone this being stands
i try to steady my trembling hands
as the mirror falls and shatters

© 1996-2003 J'Lynn V Lukawitz Holloway