The Mirror

I looked into the mirror
and was shocked by what I saw,
a small grey face,
dark drooping eyes,
red lips no more sung Lullabies,
the candle light lit up a face a face I vagley knew.
In the background It was dark,
I stared right into those eyes but those eyes stared right through.
I saw the horror in those eyes,
I saw what those eyes could see,
and as I stared into those eyes,
I realised those eyes belonged to me.

By Michelle Bradley