I need a reflection
A lot more than just horror staring at me
A sense of calm
Of ripples undisturbed
Of unhurried love
days and dawns spent gazing ahead
Not wallowed in regret
Not fostered in resentment
Not forgotten in search of something new
I need the truth
Not the hesitant proclamation
Of virtues non- existent
Of vices long ignored
I need an answer
Not to a question
But to myself
If I am the conundrum that speaks
How can I still dream?
If I am the lullaby that fades
How can I still sing?
If I am a bird in a cage
How can I break free?
To know is worse than never to
But knowledge is poison
Flowing through my veins
A delirium under my skin
A restless tomorrow
A troubled today.
