The Dark and Eternal Reflection

An avalanche of identity

All at one time lost in my own face

Where the stench of roses and deception stare back at me

As I become the being that stands before me

To rest in a bony tomb of lamented innocence

Lies in the skull hidden deep within yourself

Ashing the butts of a smoky eternity

Only to yearn for another opportunity at fate

Watching a tear knock the pieces of your life to shambles

Disassembling the being you know so well

Anxiously fumbling a narrow existence into place

As the winds of time condemn your inklings to anguish