DIM REFLECTION
I can see myself in the mirror.
I see myself, no,
I can see you.
I can see the ones who shares my face.
The reflection of tears falling on a reflection of a face.
A face, who had a reflection, once.
I can reach out and touch-
Nothing.
Only the cold glass.
And you disappear.
Now, I only see myself,
Crying
I can feel myself shaking
And sobbing, crying.
I don't want to look up.
I don't want to see me.
You are gone, forever.
This cold loniness,
This cold glass will not replace you.
My face cannot become yours,
And the lonely feeling will not go away.
I miss myself.
I miss the part you were.
No, my reflection can never be you.
When you were here, with me,
I was never like this,
I was something good.
I can look in the mirror,
And see the face we shared,
But I am no longer him.
I, me, no longer shares a face with anyone.
I have changed so much.
The child in me is gone, and with him,
The face he shared.
Both, both died that day.
I am the only one left.
I, who shares a face with no one.
-Stephanie Lau
8/22/97
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