I Can't Look at Me

I look into the broken pieces
Of the mirror upon the floor
Bad luck, superstition says
But what is seven years more?

The pieces match my heart
Broken and cracked
Lying there upon the ground
Separating fiction from fact

My heart reflects as the mirror does
It looks into the past
Remembering like it was yesterday
The years fly by so fast

I stare at my reflection
Hating it more by the minute
I wish nothing wrong had happened
I wish I could forget all of it

I cannot bear to stare in the face
Of the person I was supposed to be
Of the one that I’d let down
I can’t even look at me

How anyone bears it I don’t know
I grind the mirror with bare hands
My hands cut and bleed
As my hair falls down in strands

It doesn't hurt anymore
From the pain I’m numb
I can take it, I always have
Tons of pain and then some

But like my broken mirror
My soul is broken inside
I’m ok, I’m alright
But my fate is not to decide

God take my pain
Let me take your hand
Help me to get through
Help me to understand

You sent your son to save me
He saved me with resurrection
Keep me and hold me close
Until I too love my reflection.