Last night. I haven't written anything in a few months, and it shows. But I encourage differing opinions. I know it's kind of hard to follow and doesn't make that much sense, but sometimes I get these ideas in my head and it spills out onto paper.
A Transition of Mirrors
Two mirrors, complacent with one another
shine brightly within the void
They twist and turn, encircling you
whilst you stand dead center
The whirlwind makes your hair stand on edge
Obtuse, they gravitate towards you, pointing out your flaws
sliding across your sweaty skin, absorbing the salty water
Spinning like a drunken nightmare
Right mirror, reviewing your childhood innocence
Left mirror, presenting scenes of future dim
With great rageful, assertive force
You smash mirror left, choosing your own path
Thereby breaking the entrapment of the forcefield
Leaving right mirror spinning, your destiny is yours...
A Transition of Mirrors
Two mirrors, complacent with one another
shine brightly within the void
They twist and turn, encircling you
whilst you stand dead center
The whirlwind makes your hair stand on edge
Obtuse, they gravitate towards you, pointing out your flaws
sliding across your sweaty skin, absorbing the salty water
Spinning like a drunken nightmare
Right mirror, reviewing your childhood innocence
Left mirror, presenting scenes of future dim
With great rageful, assertive force
You smash mirror left, choosing your own path
Thereby breaking the entrapment of the forcefield
Leaving right mirror spinning, your destiny is yours...