You've been here before
You know what you did
You got out
But
Then you returned
Just like the last time
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
You know what to do
But you found no strength within you to do it
You know you have the strength to do it
You're not stupid
Because like just like before
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
You eventually found it
The strength you've been missing
Now all you have to do is wait
But
Why does that part hurt so much
You know you'll leave this place eventually
You know you won't stay here long
You know that eventually things will get better
You know that you will simply forget about this whole thing
But
Why
Why does it ache
Why does every second ache
You're not stupid
You know that
But you feel like it
You know that there's hope
But it feels like there isn't
You know this labyrinth has an exit
But if feels like there isn't
You know that there are people in your life that make you happy
But it seems like there isn't
It's not their fault
You know that
You're not stupid
You have this fight in your head
You feel sad
But you feel terrible for being sad
You don't feel well
But you feel like you're not supposed to
You show who you are
But you feel embarrassed doing it
You don't know what to do
You aspire and adore other people
But feel cringe every time you do so
But you know it would end
Just like the time before
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
Soon, you'll just sleep it off
Just like the time before
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
You don't know why it happens
You don't know why you feel that way
All you know
Is that it just happens
Just like before
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
And the time before that
YOU ARE READING
Reflections- a series of poems
PoetryTreat this like a mirror. An apparatus that gazes into the porcelain smiles we all wear every day. These poems are as cluttered and disorganized as that of the emotions we keep to ourselves, and to ourselves alone