I Confronted the Mirror Again Today
I confronted the mirror again today
And could not tell
Which like words would vanish away
I know this all well
Whatsoever cannot remain is not real
Since my first pain
Nothing is different how I feel
Ii
Every time I step into the light
I see shadows all around
My days are traced by hunts of night
My uprightness fallen down
My existence traced before my eyes
My worth misunderstood
I am immaterial, the sense is lies
Its ageless and neither bad nor good.
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2014
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