I Write Poetry
Unpleasantly, unrested though I've just woken from a long nights rest.......
I guess I'm just a huge ol' mess!
My body beaten down from everyday worry and constsant stress.
I splash my face with cold water then pat myself dry. I was suddenly startled as I uncovered my eyes.
"Who was this stranger starring at me?" Until I realized.....
It was just my own reflection starring back at me. "How can this be?"
overwhelmed with sorrow ......
My heart sunk to the floor.
For when my eyes met my own
I knew not who I was anymore.
For a brief second, I caught a glimpse of my soul.
I t was'nt as beautiful as it was once before.
Who am I? What have I become?
Can the damage be undone?
Anythings possible........
Stop trying to run.......
dust yourself off and try again
Face it head on.........don't pretend.
