Phantoms of the Past

Through the dark water I can see

Just

Shades,

I walk around them, I am between them

And every mirror that I look in,

Breaks

In thousand and thousand of little me

So the shades around me multiply  

And every life I live seems like

 I am swimming in a deep deep ocean

Where I can see

 Just

Something that eventually was nothing

And thousands of beautiful nothings that eventually became

 Just

 Phantoms of the past.