Reflection

I looked into you and saw a face,
And you reflected me back in time,
As you started to pull me in at a rapid pace,
Just as the old family clock started to chime.

You showed me how he died,
As took in his last breath,
When the motorcycle and car started to collided,
It reminded me of his traumatising death.

Now there's no tears left to cry,
We sometimes just want to curl up in our beds,
Why did the universe decide it was his time to die,
And put sadness of never ending darkness inside our heads?

I can still hear sirens in my head,
With every ambulance that I see,
Lying in the back of of an ambulance must feel like a gloomy shed,
My object, my mirror, just means so much to me.

So did Uncle Matt,
And then my mirror reflected me back,
Then that was that,
Which made happiness in my heart fill up a crack.