Reflection Of A Broken Soul Poem by Matt Burgett

I cringe in freight from the mirror
At my horrid sight
As my soul screams in terror
The pain far too intense to bare

As my soul reflects perfectly my pain
It's broken right along the seams
As if it were lost
Deep within the most horrific of dreams

Showing now the bloody nightmares
Reflecting all I hate
Likely ending up
As my unworldly fate

My soul flies around me now
As the dark jagged angelic reflection in the mirror shows
It's vastly intensifying
As the cold swift wind blows

Spinning around me now
At an incredible rate
Twisted tangled pieces to put back together
Act strangely like a devilish hook and bait

Slowly and surly I attempt to put my soul back as one
Unorthodox and confused
Resulting only
In me getting cut and bruised

Slowly as my time is running out
My soul slowly reaches
Steadily upward toward the first cloud
Hoping the gate of heaven finally breaches

Darkening horizons are speedily coming forth
As I finally put the pieces back together
And as I do up comes a bright flash
As my soul makes its grateful dash

It makes it to the gates
And then finally inside
Happiness reflecting in the mirror
Exactly how I died