The doors were locked.
The curtains were closed.
She stood in darkness 
– alone.

This was her escape,
there was no escape…
she was trapped
in her escape.

She sat down in front of the
bedroom mirror –
what does a mirror show
in the dark…

She heard it crying
and pressed her face
against its wet surface.
When a mirror cries…
whose tears are those?

You hide
the world
in your
soft cocoon.

You don’t dare
to fly.

The time
has come
to open
your wings
reach the sky…


I slowly awake…
my eyes try to adjust
to the sudden brightness.

I look into the mirror and try a smile
but the reflection still only shows
Can darkness smile?
My eyes fill with tears…

Suddenly I hear my voice…calling me.
My hand touches the mirror,
it feels so warm.
Something is…I am…different…

My fingers withdraw and
smash the mirror.
I reach inside the darkness,
the memories, the tears….
and the doors open.


  • Date: on July 9, 2018
  • Categories: Toned