Bloody Reflection
They ask me how it happened
They ask me why I bleed?
They see a man hurting
The flesh will soon heal
The years of bad luck before me
You managed to hurt me again!
The paramedics are stunned to silence
When I tell them what really happened
Why did I hit the mirror?
Why did I hit the reflection of me?
I saw your eyes in his reflection
I saw your faces looking back at me.
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2016
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