"The Mirror"

A shattered mirror.
A broken photo frame.
Reflections of what was,
Broken over time.
The rifts it caused
Never will repair
No one is to blame.
A curse on our name?
We drift in life's sea.
Each of us an island.
An occasional word
About our success.
We hide our failures;
We all dream of fame.
Tired of the darkness;
Feeling of loneliness.
Time heals all wounds,
But this one still bleeds.
Mirror shards cut deep;
Severed all our bounds.
The new era of healing
Begins with reaching out.
The mirror can be repaired;
The reflection will return.