Cracks

Look into the mirror, there are cracks
Cracks splitting in directions you never knew
Shards falling to your feet in a fit
Watch as they dance as they shatter into nothing
Watch as your tears fall into the mix

Look under your eyes, there are sacks
See how they grow darker with every night that you miss
Your mind falling heavy with the thoughts and nonsense
Whispers fogging all around your eyelashes
Spiking directly right into your soul

Feel the weight there on your back
Glass shatters, rusty nails, clattered on bottom
Anvils and burning hearts on the top
Spinal chord cracking as you take another step
And your weight takes in the rain of laughs

Feel the burn on your cheek from the smack
As it coils with heat and stings with defeat
Submission to that which you hate the most
And right when you think you've gathered it all
Your mountain shakes and then you will fall

Falling through nothing
Falling through failure
Falling through hate and all the fake laughter
Falling through dystopia
Falling through tears
Falling and falling as you note how it all falls at some point

Because

All through your life, you'll see lacks
The mirror still taunts with its cracks
And your eyes always feel heavy with sacks
And the weight isn't lightening on your back
And more hands will go in for the smack
Up for the slaughter, the next petty snack
And nothing you do can stop the attacks