Last Minute Mirror Check
I’ve been rushing all day for the rest of my life, because I woke up late and didn’t pack the night before
I haven’t learned how to take things slow and appreciate how sweet molasses tastes falling before it touches my lips
Instead, I weave through traffic as if I could arrive to my destiny any quicker than yesterday’s repeated habits
I’m broken and it’s not just the crack in the mirror
My feelings and my mind got shattered into the broken China plate on the kitchen floor
You never really get all of the fractured glass swept up
How do I heal from what I can’t find
I admit some days I rather not find that broken piece of my reflection
I admit some days I rather not face that man in the mirror
It’s easier to numb yourself from the past than to learn from it
I should have paid more attention in class instead of the world
Hoping to see the growth of myself in someone else
But that’s not how a mirror works
Well, it’s time to go clock in
One last check to see what man I am going to be
One last goodbye to the man I used to be
Four seconds into tomorrow today
p.s. you aren’t in pieces, there is just a few undiscovered parts of the puzzle…
Copyright © Roses Roses | Year Posted 2023
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