I once stood on the other side of a mirror
Staring numbly while the world around me crumbled into dust
I once carved fine lines in the night sky
Like a crimson storm on a distant moon
I once left my footprints on this cold surface
Gazing at the stars far away from home
I once roamed in the shadow of a fading sun
Like a lone satellite orbiting a dead planet
But then I crushed the mirror
With every shard pointing the way back home
I leave the far side of this darkened rock
That encircled my desolate mind.
I once took a personal trip to the moon.