The Other Side Of The Mirror

I open my eyes

And to my surprise

You're still lying there

By my side.

I'm spellbound

I'm in awe

At the beauty I'm seeing

With precisely no flaw.

Your hands are wounded

Bloody and pale

But is a tree ever as lovely

Without its scales?

I wish you were warm

Enough to feel me

But you're as cold

As you'll be.

I see you going away

Or is it me being huddled back?

The two men are holding me

Trying to shush me out

As my screams fill the hallway

I'm getting back to you , no doubt.

A plain white stretcher

With blood stains over it

Draped with a white cloth

And something under it.

A hand fell out

From under the white shade

The body I fell in love with

And the soul I craved.

All of it is dead

And gone

And has disappeared

Into thin air.

I run back home

To reach the smell

That came from the body

That's no more here.

Sunshine and vanilla

Like a drop of sweat

On a rose flower

Giving off its scent.

I crawl under the sheets

I isolate myself

My mind is racing

It's something I can't help.

I feel I'm in water

My breath disappearing

Bit by bit

The peace is soaring.

It's okay

It's fine

Be normal

That's all on my mind.

I wake up to some sounds

And I feel that smell again

I walk past the mirror

And something strange remains

I'm not there

I can't see myself

That's when I realize

I'm the one who is

Dead.