A Mirrors Reflection

A mirrors reflection
can i trust it?
is this really me?
is this truly who i have become?

A mirrors reflection
this ghostly figure
staring at me,
for minutes,
for hours,
for days....

A mirrors reflection
now dusty and aged,
but still can you see,
the life that lays inside...

A mirrors reflection
must no longer be,
the pieces fall,
and shatter at my feet

The curse has been broken
but still does remain
the skeleton,
the haunting,
of my presence...