Monday, June 7, 2010

Decapitating THE Senses. . .


I wept in rooms of Grief.. I howled in chambers of Horror.
In the corridor of Pain, My battered body was dragged..

In the halls of Fame, it signaled my arrival.

I moaned, i loathed..Yet i smiled a Bloody smile.
And laughed a sighing laughter.

Is it the mirror? Is it? Tell me if it is for real?
If i touch..will it break? Will i break?

Will it shatter to a hundred pieces like the shell that destroyed the tower of pride?

...And i touched it.