I was captured in a ray of light
as I looked up onto the mirror.
How can I accept myself in such detail,
such misery,
such..remorse.
In what way can I,
a soul of pitch black,
be stuck within glistening innocence
behind those beautiful pearl brown eyes?
How can this be?
I can't stand myself.
I can't shed a sinless tear.
I can't revive my dignity.
I can't recall my faith.
I can't just simply
stick the puzzle pieces
back together..
Not without a strength,
a designated strength.
Not without my heart's acceptance,
not without my will.
YOU ARE READING
Mellifluous Murmurs
Poetry❁ Freedom is allowing the crisp air to guide you through this forest we can call society. ❁