Mirrored Mortality

I have lost friends since your departure

Maybe they see mirrored mortality
when gazing upon the shell
of who I once was,
choking upon unasked questions

Or perhaps it is the Reaper's echo
reflected within the shadows of
my eyes

I remind of truth;
the uncomfortable reality
of life's impermanence

With a puff of the grim one's breath
everything I understood about
here and now
imploded

Left me on all fours
searching
for pieces of normalcy
while watching cherry blossoms
marry the winds