My shadow doesn’t have a reflection
My own reflection is dim
The mirror is brightened by the bathroom light
The shadow of my tooth brush rests against my cheek
And it’s reflection against my reflection’s cheek
But my shadow doesn’t rest against the bathroom wall in the mirror
I should ignore it
It’s not worth being noticed
Something as meaningless as my shadow’s reflection should go unnoticed
Looking down as I walk
bumping into everyone who passed me
Everyone collectively decided to walk on one side of the street
Going in one direction
It seems I was left out of that conversation
That doesn’t matter
I picked up my head
Looking at my surroundings
The sun bounced off the people around me
Leaving them bright and shiny to the eye
I did not glow like everyone else
At Least that’s what my reflection is telling me
Those around me have reflections that attract the sun
They are the light and the sun is it’s moth
My position in the mirror is dim
It was as if the light above me was turned off
My reflection is barely noticeable and no one around me mentions it
So I continue as if I didn’t notice because my shadow is still under me
Connected at the feet
It’s where it belongs
So there is nothing wrong.
No one else notices or is worried,
So why should I be?
But that place doesn’t exist behind the mirror.
It’s probably my own eyes playing tricks on me
I don’t want to appear insane.
I continue as if nothing is wrong,
because nothing is wrong
I look in the mirror again
My own reflection is gone
I look down.
My own Shadow is fading too
They go ever so slowly
No one says a thing
so I don’t say a thing
They act as if they can’t see what's happening to me
It’s easier to believe that they don’t notice.
But it’s impossible to not notice something like this
How can they not notice the absence of something that is always there?
Because I’ve always been here
If they don’t want to notice me
notice my problems
why should I?
My shadow is no longer under me
There is no longer a version of me that exist in this world
Other than my own physical body
I’m the lowest on my own existential pyramid
I disappear ever so slowly
It was as painless as it seems
If I couldn’t see myself
I too would have ignored my fading
But the pain I felt made me want to look in the mirror
Watching as I grew dimmer and dimmer
I faded away
But no one notices
So why should I?