My Mirror

Sitting All Alone the days turn to nights,
Night turn to weeks and the weeks to months,
The Months turn to years and still im here
Sitting all alone in front of this mirror

All is quiet and I'm Alone
No one to hear me scream
No one to hear me cry
All is quiet, not even my shadow will talk

Emptiness fills my heart
A black hole for positive feeling
A dark void which no one goes near.
Emptiness fills my house.

Where has she gone
Why did she leave
Thousand questions more,
Where has she gone

Sitting all alone the nights turn to day
Blinded by the light
Frozen by the darkness
Sitting all alone i found my soul

In front of this mirror...

Written by Neil Lawlor (1/3/2008)