As I gazed
into the golden mirror
on the wall, I see a ghost!
Later to realise
it's a dead body.
A mere corpse.
Terrified! Sad! Confused!
In the midst of humans, he stood.
Just right there.
Pale and ghostly,
filled with hell's horror.
There he stood.
As tears flow down
his dead grunded skin.
I realise again,
I can't be found,
I am lost,
that is me, I am dead;
Oh! mirror,
what has become of me?
