To the dreaded dawn, the whining mirror and the nasty wind

An ashen face and trembling fingers

I held my bottle and gulped it down

With the mirror shouting, you are dying

I whispered in its ears, “I know”

As I dragged my feet towards the window

A gush of air pushed me away

The struggle between the two of us

The wind and I, consummated with the beginning of the day

I pranced through the meadows

In sunshine yellow and strawberry pink

A floral scarf, that went down till my knees

I kissed the air, to the sun I winked

Friends and folks beamed at my smile

I reassured them I was doing fine

I danced through the day and celebrated the feast

With my world, through the day I drank and dined

The day took off, the evening was here

The coats were put, feet marched towards their caves

I stood at the road with my eyes glued to the way

One for my home, one to a place far away

And again I gave up that thought

For the house, I left astray

As I shed off the cloak of the gaiety I wore

The mirror again shouted you’re living as the world’s whore

You smile because they want you to, dance to their song

I shouted “He stole my breathe and left me to a life forlorn,

Let me smile at the world and hide the tear they mistake for a glint in my eye

Let me dance to their tune

For the rhythm of my life has turned wry"

I and mirror quibbled through the night

The wind kept at bay, watching the brawl

I talked through the night, as it heard me whine

I drunk all my pain once again till those wee hours

Then afraid of the inevitable I peeped through the pane

As another day had commenced again.