Reflections of My Horrid Soul

[lanaia74]

In a mirror I would not dare to glare
Afraid of what I would see starring back at me
Would I see my worn torn soul?
The reflection of my horrid soul there to stare?
I would possible see my soul all bruised and scarred
By the awful realities of life's tribulations
A soul which by pain has been marred
A soul which has been ran over by a hundred tons.
A reflection of which I could not be proud
Maybe to look in the mirror and see the truth
Looking as if had been placed in the grim reaper's shroud
Of this I need no proof.
A reflection of a soul gripped by pain
A soul draped in black
Looking back at me is a soul that has nothing to gain
Wanting to hide his face in shame.
The reflection of my soul not a pretty thing
Black and bent by life's unfair game
The awful beast, my tears make him sing
To see my tormented soul, life is to blame.