Resemblance Through Broken Mirriors

Standing in front of this fogged mirror fresh out the shower.
Should have me feeling refreshed, revitalized take on the day empowered.
I comb my hair, wash my face notice a blemish by my nose, bags under bloodshot eyes, mood turns sour.
What started on looks new turns towards my life, my very soul spiraling myself down a dark tower.
the face in the mirror is not my face, cracked and fractured, Frankenstein's monster breaking the mirror making glass vouchers.
Making a patchwork face mirror different states but focus came to the shard of coward.
So, a battle begins from within born of sin a malicious power.
Angers shard and coward start a bickering while peace throws in a flower.
Anger stomps that thoughtful plea and coward recedes than prides shard goes to devour.
Consuming wrath both on the same path, Greed waits in time to become louder.
Bringing the shards back together but the image reflected on me was a new man refreshed through healings shower.