The mirror never lies
Seventeen
His eyes surveyed the scene.
His head spun.
Where am I?
Bottles filled the floor.
Powder coated the tables.
What had happened?
The room was quiet.
His thoughts spiralled.
Who did this?
Above the fireplace held the answers.
He looked up. He wish he hadn't.
Staring at him was the culprit.
The conductor of chaos.
The mirror never lies.