Glass within Glass

A glass within a glass; in that glass, I seek. A life within a life; in that life, I find an unknown movie. Passing distant echoes, chasing unforgettable letters and pauses, finding comfort in the words, searching for meaning in a glass within. There is a transparent figure; I confront myself with an unsatisfied appetite. There is a wholesome attitude; I return to myself, and then someone is finally abandoned. I used to curse my glass for a long time. I used to urge myself to be forgotten. I shaped myself into something vast— a life within a body that strides into the unknown. I contradicted my reflection with a mouthful of pretty lies. The light reflects like dice in the glass in my mind. For so long, I have been trying to chase an unknown dream— from where I stand to where I am destined.