If I stare at mirrors too long
My vision begins to change
And I begin to see whats wrong
I see that my face is real strange
When i look at my body
I criticize every part
A terrible way of seeing myself i embody
I realise I'm no work of art
I wish that I could be a seraph for one day
Radiant and beautiful
Shining with the light of a sun ray
And I smile that could make any sullen person cheerful
If only mirrors could lie
Maybe then the light in my hear wouldnt die
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disillusionment
PoetryI struggle to naivigate the treacherous seas of life.There is nothing I can do to escape from these waves crashing down on me.I feel like the storm is never ending and eventually ill drown. WARNING ⚠️ depictions of self harm and drug use
