Mirror Back Blast
I held on to my past
That should never have last
Flashes of life's horror
Running through my head
As I stood in front of a broken mirror
...I can't comprehend.
I began to bleed
From the things I should have get rid.
My spirit almost gave up
No one to give a head up
I kept nailing myself in pain
Hoping for a sunshine and rain.
I had no strength
when the sky was grey
But I shift focus
From that which cause me pain
So I can see clearly
...the rays
Of sunshine
That will brighten my days.
Copyright © Emmanuel Liadi | Year Posted 2022
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