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A darker poem I have written at a time that I was unsure of who I was or my future |
| A Journey into my Reflection The Shattered reflections of dreams in a broken mirror. The liquid glow of uncertainty from within is inviting. Dare I touch it? What will happen when I reach inside? My fingers graze upon the surface causing not only gentle ripples, But also forceful waves and I push deeper. Inside I see the past. My past. The one that I forgot. Faces that smiled and sneered. Monsters and fears. The shining light from within is isolated and enveloping, It takes me on. The present and I see a new life. Still not my size and no receipt. Emotions. And in the shadows I see me and touch my face. Bright shades of the future. A world in chaos yet peace. The never-ending darkness and resonating light. Pleasure and pain at the core of my being. Blood. The mirror now jagged and blinding. |