Silver glistens across the black

Mirror, which reflects nothing back to me.

A heart has stopped

With looking at the empty hole.

I reach out to the [vacant] reflection

Leaning in

To the glint of light

[Reflects the horror of a face]

Tears [streaming/streamed] in rivers of scars

Silver Pales the skin --

Eyes are cloaked in black

[Sharp inhale of breath could have brought me back]

Yet my heart still does not beat.

* Thoughts on the word vacant?

*Do you think it should be "streaming" or "streamed"? I can't decide. 

*Should there be a stanza break after 2nd stanza 8th line?

*For the Poetry Club