X-ray Mirror

Tunnel seems so long

Touching the bottom

A slim reflexion

Punctured my vision

I didn't notice

Beside the last door

Standing on nothing

There was a mirror

Even inside...scrutinized

I am, he is, the face I hate

Refracting cells and prismed self

Who's x who's y in a blank place

I can't believe this is my image

Like the mirror without a frame

Baring a scarred side

Open in daylight

Recoil and reply

Farside of my pride

The introspection

Ruptures the blood core

Magnification

Draws out the mirror

Seeking me out

What will he find?

I am, he is, a repugnant state

I can't shake this curiosity

My privacy starts to fade

I can't believe this is my image

Like the mirror

A polar exchange

He gloating over my fleeting image

He used to be me

He knows who is free

How long will I wait...here

Stuck in this void place...here

I can't believe I am the immage

Within the mirror

Into the chrome lake

The glass is broken

But I look the same