Face in Your Mirror

My scarred face inside your mirror
 Bears no resemblance to the man
 Who posed before your needy eyes
 When I thought you loved me
 I have become an erasure
 My freedom held in your rejection
 I give you my compassion
 And return to my reflection
 Then I raise your silver needle
 Shifting my visage, folding its layers
 Stitching flesh to bone that crumbles
 Overlapping discarded pain
 Metaphysical incantation
 Self-creation with no past
 Alchemy of baser matter
 Forgetfulness of what I was
 We are born for pain like this
 It makes a human know his flesh
 Behind the self who once loved you
 I am an altogether different man
 I hide behind the mask I made
 And lose myself in your searing stare
 Are we ever as we appear
 When looking through a lover's mirror?
 Take your tears and numb my flesh
 To the pain of re-emerging
 Where once I was filled with wanting
 Now I crave freedom from yearning
 My reflection on the surface
 Of this distorted lover's mirror
 Traces the lines of my trembling scalpel