Your broken mirrors
are your best feature.
I watch my step
to not cut myself.
I’ve made you dull.
Dreamless nights
have made you dull.
Stick it back where it belongs.
Lock it up
inside you.
Don’t come home
looking that way.
Look at me.
I’m so old.
Inside me,
I’m so tired.
I see
lifeless corpse,
Aging skin,
Dying skin.
Look at me.
I’m so old.
Inside me,
I’m so tired.
I see
I’m falling apart
piece by piece.
Look at me.