my mirror image is imprinted in many minds eye
but the cold and the blade wounds, fall deeper inside
convicted despair riddled in a blanket of red tears
smeared into the mixture of silent day fears
religious symphanys, mounting seas of sin
my soul reflects the carved heart within.
i would love to here your comments =) i havent written in a while, this is a different style im trying, i would be greatful for opinion.