The Secret

A profound look into the deep waters
These deep waters reveal nothing to him
Nothing but the emptiness of his own heart
A heart in pieces
Pieces like the ones of a mirror
A mirror that he destroyed
Destroyed with the power of hate

The little pieces of that mirror were scattered all over the floor
Floating in blood. The blood he spilled
He could not bear to look at the floor
It not only reflected his guilt but also a blurred dark shape

In that house, everything seemed to reflect his uneasiness
Something was wrong, perhaps a secret that would haunt him forever
A storm was breaking
He was scared, maybe carrying a feeling of guilt

He keeps observing the waters of the agitated sea
The angry sea screams
It is calling him
He responds because he could not bear to look into his evil soul
The blurred shape appears but he is not afraid
He descends to the sea never to be seen again
Without knowing what awaits him in the darkness.