Unshackling the feelings

A grotesque reflection in the broken mirror,
And a cynical atheist lost in the riddle.
As the contagious mind formulates filth,
The cancer of thoughts creates a labyrinth.
Live a life projecting the present in the silver screen,
Or live it with imaginations of memories, dreams and films?
It's a fragile life that falls like a domino.
One system fails and all others fall in the row.
The blues when the world stands but remains silent still,
But the train of despair doesn't stop for a while.
It's an irony that you get what you don't need,
and the reflection that you see is what you are not.