[ Featuring Carbon ]
We birth mirrors
We raise mirrors
We break mirrors
Unintentionally beat their bodies to the floor
Repeatedly
On a daily basis
Without even knowing it
We raise mirrors
We raise shards
We raise shards of mirrors into adults that mirror who we are
These adults
These broken glasses
Pick up their shards and choose
Do I use my broken self to jab and stab others
As my unresolved pain pierces and pricks at my hands
Or
Do I pierce and prick my hands
To try make my mirror anew
I think about my father
His shattered shards on the shoreline
And I wonder who splattered his spirit into splinters
Shards of glass became grains of sand
Pinpricks pierce deep into my toes
I was born walking on his serrated seashells
Anger disintegrates
It splinters and shatters my father's mirror into sands of the shoreline
A coastline paradox
There are many answers but there are none
He has walked a prickly path I must follow
Barefoot and barren and broken
Across the shore I must trudge
Dad, who hurt you
Who broke you
Who pulverised your person into powder
Now that I see through the looking glass of my own
With the bits of you flickering between the dust
It's painful to breathe
My skin corroded from the fear I have
Of being powdered with these bits of you
Father, who hurt you
Who broke you
Who pulverised your person into powder
Until one day
I stop
And make my own path through his sand
