when you glance
in the mirror,
you no longer see
who you really are.
instead,
you see a version
of yourself
that you wish
no longer exists.
you see the blood
and the pain
and the violence
reigning over
your body.
you see a monster
parading
as a human being.
you see how far
you've fallen
into the darkness.
agony shudders
through you
as you watch
as everything
you once were
vanishes
into thin air.
the sound
of redemption
as it
shatters
on the ground.
the blood
staining your hands
refusing
to wash away.
when you glance
in the mirror,
you see
who you've always
been.
and no amount
of wishing
will change that.
[photograph credit: @ rouvven on instagram]
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Poesie❝𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯.❞ a collection of poetry. title insp: bad luck by former vandal.
