soul mirror

he gazed at his reflection
    the visage of death
      hanging over
  his image

    empty of worth
depression so heavy
   his body ached with the weight

desire to reach out
  to touch another
and be touched in return
    dominated his existence

he touched up each crevice
     with makeup
  and gold
but nothing could hide
   the scars of abuse

the damage
     ugly scars
  no hiding the filth
    or shame

but to walk away
    or even just turn
would remove from vision
     the one friend
   that remained true

and the man in the mirror


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