Cracked Reflections

Cracked Reflections
Cracked reflections, the lies they weave,A story told through webs of
grief.Step inside where the mirror hides,And broken dreams still collide.

Through the shards, I see a door,A chance to mend what broke before.The
fractured path, it beckons still,To climb, to rise, to test my will.

In the mirror, the past is clear,A ghostly echo,
but no more fear.The cracks have mended, the light’s returned,A crooked lesson,
a strength I’ve earned.