SPLint3 R3d

It was a strange beast

I use to be. 
I am

...occasionally I still see it hide

......behind the mirror
...in the periphery

look direct I cannot see

I find a piece of it hidden

.......in the pocket of my coat
it pricks me.

A dark mirror reflects a dark image
I have tried to sew my pockets shut
I still feel sharp edges of 'it' in there

annoyance just below the surface
It pokes in my side, reminding me, like...

Thorn in flesh

I smashed the mirror but the little pieces
Still reflect me, smaller but 1000 times

1000 revelations of my sin

1000 still-frames of failure  

...the sinner that I am

Shards of mirror sparkle like stardust
My hope in the pieces

In the remnants

Splintered

Shattered

There's hope but not from me
I deceive no one                in my disjointed life
Mirror exposes truth from 1000 pieces

Hammer to nail 3 nails

Hammer splinters the mirror
An image of me
A hammer pulverize who I was

A hammer rebuilds who 
I am

33 years
 3 nails
1 death

I cannot sweep away what I was of old
But we've begun to build the new 

from the old

The old has gone away
Not destroyed, reformed
Reborn