Defect

When you're gone, I stared at the mirror so long: Rattling in tears, Battling against my fears. My skull was shaking; It cracked a tear - The first was pure agony, Another oozed melancholy (Though no room was there For empathy). I curled, strickened by the pain: Wanting so bad for you to call my name And come back to me again, Like we were together then - Happy and sane: A mortal (created probably in vain).