Reflect
Reflect
I would love to blame the devil
For the confidence I have lost,
Or point fingers at the crossroad
When living life came at a cost.
The mirror is just a mirror
There is no future to be told,
But I keep on watching flashbacks
That all my skeletons unfold.
I am the only one to blame
As I gaze at my reflection,
Life is about to turn the page
In a positive direction.
I took the mirror off the wall
To start healing for my future,
I asked God for His forgiveness
And He began to suture.
Copyright © Troy Snyder | Year Posted 2023
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