My mirror is you

The meaning of broken has new meaning for me,

completely whole lost inside of a nightmare so alone.

Tasting passionate waters embracing my will to move,

I let go of who I thought I was before, I am empty.

Desire in my eyes for what I cannot see in this storm,

approaching the end of this beginning so futile my pain.

Importance falls from my heart cleaning sorrow with a deep kiss,

sinking in the air before me as rain covers my soul.

Which way is tomorrow if tonight is lost within,

just barely broken, barely alive at all.

I don’t recognize who I see in the mirror,

lost am I to everything but the shaking man before me.

Black eyes calling destiny to fade beyond my grave,

cold your touch is, so warm your kiss of damnation.

Would you know me if we passed by on the street,

would my eyes still captivate your own?

Can I see you in a realm where our dreams survive,

can I hold you so close to my heart?

So lost I am with only the silence keeping me company,

no light, no shadows, nothing to know as my own.

I don’t know what to do as I ponder not whether or not I will fall,

but I fear that I will jump into the emptiness that stole my love.

I see you there on top of the river as a ghost inside of my dreams,

only I can see you, only I know who you truly are.

It is your eyes that reflects who I really am,

only then do I know, only with you am I whole.

Broken down to tears bleeding emptiness away,

where I hold you now, where I will never let you go.















Johnny Newell