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 © | Year Posted 2016

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