The reflection. [Poem]

The reflection in the mirror, isn’t so clear.
All I see is rejection, a cowerd, fear.
Someone who wants a break.
So their life, no longer fake.

This mirror now shattered glass.
No images from the present, past.
Images, still in little pieces, atemping forget.
All those abhorrent nights, full of regret.

Yes, I wrote it.[:

IsItGood ?? [Tell me in a comment]

Andrew.

Ugh.

Okay, you know what ?!

Andrew, Sorry if I was like a “creep.”

No comment.