Images

I found myself wondering inside an empty house which was about to be torn down A flicker of light caught my eye And I saw a mirror broken on the ground I bent down to pick it up startled by what it showed me It appeared to be several different images Many different faces trying to break free I continued to walk the empty halls Another image appeared Inside the mirrors hanging on the walls A beautiful lady smiled at me But it quickly vanished a sad lonely girl crying was now the image for me to see I continued to walk until glass cut my feet and I began to bleed Another image formed inside my puddle of blood It was a scared child in need I glanced at a window were another image was shown It was an angry woman Searching for the love that she had never known Behind every closed door a mirror had been placed Each carrying a different image But were quickly erased I tripped and fell on top of a locket Inside it held the image of a fighter I picked it up placed it in my pocket Who were all these different images left for me to see Suddenly the answer was clear Each reflection were all different aspects of me