I feel a deep despair.
The mirror reflects a man in dismay
I awake with the same hair,
Silly me, expecting to awake a different way.
Unaware I was, the pain reside,
Unaware I was, until eyes were open,
In the sadness a reason hide,
In the mirror one of the men.
A magic cast on film of past A reflection cast of another realm A filter shown a truth at last Tears fell and overwhelm
"I was so mean" I looked and said
"I wasn't kind" as she stared back
"You should be nice" she said "instead"
No words came out there was still more to unpack.
The reasons I sunk were lies
weighing heavy tied to my heart for years
locked in compliance those oppressive spies
whispering to my heart, affirming fears
The light within must not escape,
The light that heart must submerge tonight,
The heart must not find truth or fasten the cape
The heroine within never to fight
She stared back and all at once
a flood of pain came to ignite
pouring around, spilling out, leaving an ounce
weird memories she began to recite.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" Her voice was raspy
Never before has she spoke
"Do you hear me?" You're the key
"Do you know?" The tears now took.
The image that stared back at her that day The image that stirred her to life that day The image that spurred her to speak that day The image that scared her to not go back
The image you see plain and clear, was merely herself.
The tears that fell were for how she hurt herself all this time.
Thinking something was wrong with her.