Object In A Hotel Mirror

Spiral through dreamscape eyes
Time ticks beneath her mind
Where have all the good times gone
Up audacious flaring nostrils
Fueling unspeakable truths

Lost among the other slaves
She hears her mother’s voice
Intoned in ceaseless wind
Whistling through a window frame
Condemning unspeakable truths

Mascara cannot hide the ugly
She sees in her own reflection
As she smashes her own reflection
Blood falling among the shattered
Consequences of unspeakable truths

In lyrics she can not forget
From a song she can not remember
She slows and deepens troubled breath
Closes her eyes and heart to context
Lifting herself from unspeakable truths

Dressed in sweaty wrinkles
Deep cuts bound in toilet paper gauze
Makeup wiped from bruised cheeks
She opens the door ahead
Leaving behind unspeakable truths

Down the bright but lonely road
She meets a fellow walking slow
Asks him where he intends to go
And joins him on recovery’s road
Where she finally speaks the truth

Advertisements

2 thoughts on “Object In A Hotel Mirror

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s