English, Illustrations, Journaling, Poetry, Thoughts


The mirror broke my reflection

Shattered me to pieces

I pick up the shards

But I can’t feel the pain.


Is this how it feels

to lose yourself into barren existence;

to drown in a sea of nothingness;

to forget the soul in your veins?


I try to hold on to the tiny pieces

Catch the sliver breath of my soul

Wandering to find myself

The one I lost a long time ago.


And I wonder, if I shot Cupid’s arrow into my heart

Will I fall in love

or will my heart cease to beat

and fall into a dreamless sleep?



This poem was inspired by Celdee‘s illustration, Displacement 


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