Friday, September 18, 2009

Mirror

I wake up and look in the mirror
See You in me so strong
Remember the promise You made
That You will perfect me
Cracks are in this mirror
Inside a glimpse of a dead man in chains
The cracks trail like an army of ants
Like a snake around the glass
Will You let this choke me?
Will You take these cracks and repair them?
Will You leave me forever warring against myself?