The mirror

As the hours pass,
My thoughts keep me,
And the ink that you write,
It continues without direction,

They are confusing the words,
And the disconnected thoughts,
Ready for me crazy,
In this sea of uncertainty,

They go up the minute that making up years,
And the mind silent of me,
my disappointments of all these,

The closer look come,
More far I am,
And I can understand because of my rejection!