I looked into the mirror and I saw myself.
I looked deep within my eyes and within my soul, but all I saw was myself staring back at me, someone despair as me. Longing for acceptance.
I looked deep within myself to find what I had lost.
For what I had lost cannot be discovered, it must be earned.
I truly felt alone for the first time, a thousand mirrors may not cure the loneliness I feel, all those depressed faces staring back at me, all those faces to pardon.
Despair.
Fear.
Sadness.
Loneliness.
All these eyes look back at me.
I stared into the mirror from dusk till dawn. The shadows play games with me.
They show me a different person each time.
At dusk the ravenous beast appears
And by dawn it vanishes out of sight.
The mirror and it’s games, they lie to me.
If I wiped the mirror clean, maybe I’ll see myself better.
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