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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I was sitting at the bar Cursing my absence of a lucky star It had, for me, been an awful year When much to my surprise In the mirror before my eyes Was a reflection that reflected rather queer Sitting in the reflection on the stool Where I was crying like a fool Was a three-headed image of a beast One head was just a child One of a man who looked quite wild The other didn’t resemble me in the very least I actually put my hands on my own head Feeling for the other two heads instead When the reflection started to laugh and guffaw I took a quick look around But no one else there I found Then turned back to this vision that I saw It said, “We are all alone I told the bartender to go home So you and I could have a little talk” I tried to get up off my chair But my legs were no longer there And I knew I had nowhere left to walk The child head began to cry The wild man plucked out his one good eye The middle head just looked at me and winked “You’re acting like a baby You’ve gone blind and half-way crazy Things aren’t as bad as you might think” “Your troubles will not resolve any quicker By drowning them in liquor And these heads won’t merge back to one Until you accept responsibility For in the mirror what you see And undo all the harm already done” I knew the image was probably right My self-loathing I must fight The only one to blame sat on the stool When I glanced back up in the mirror The image there became much clearer And once again it was the face I thought I knew The bartender was back in place Other people filled up the space My legs were back where they belong I wasn’t sure just what to feel I figured what I saw must not be real As I listened to the juke box play a song The bartender said, “Your drinks are on the beast And your troubles will not decrease Until you face them one problem at a time” That was the last drink I’ve ever had And my life is no longer bad At least, not as bad as in this rhyme My inner child has been put to bed Both good eyes are in my head And for lucky stars I no longer cry and pray I take the blame for things gone wrong But fix each problem before too long And embrace each and every coming day Written and posted on 3-4-2014 for the "Angel of the Odd" Contest
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