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When I look in the mirror, what do I see?
Self Reflection
by Charity Stewart
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Reflection in the mirror, I see a beast.
Paying my last respect to the priest.
I'm a prodigal child that can't return.
Released my soul, let it burn.
Worthless seeds that I planted.
Many years of taking my life for granted.
Toxicity runs through me like a river.
Feverish torment causing me to shiver.
Dying young, wishing I could change that theory.
Heavy burdens of my past, leaving me weary.
My mirror shows a broken vessel.
Physical appearance, I'm nothing special.
Chronic migraines destroying my thinking.
Can't put the bottle down so I'm still drinking.
Trying so hard to get my life in order.
I feel stuck like immigrants hoping to cross the border.
I feel like I've been cursed since exiting the womb.
Desperately needing help but I don't have any room.
Unwanted worries of the world I consume.
Cried into sleep, I am become doom
Glancing in the mirror with hesitation.
Only seeing a reflection of my internal damnation.
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