as i stand here forcing myself to face what i fear most,
my own reflection.
i see the shell of the person i once was,
that person is withering away along with the reasons to stay.
i am disgusted with the person who stares back,
the hopeful eyes are now dead
and ever dreading.
a vile and toxic person stares back,
one who only causes destruction and misery.
i want this person gone truly.
it is a suffocating existence
but at last i destroy the mirror to avoid the reflection,
because what else can i do for now..
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Words of the heart
Poetryfor anyone who has ever felt alone or doubtful about themselves, for the sad people who find comfort in poetry, for those who cannot seem to put their...
