Reflection

Sitting in front of a mirror I can't recognize who I see I relate to the pain, depression, and sorrow on his face but in his eyes no soul no love no sight of a future He looks tired maybe from the weight he's carrying Don't anyone see the cracks in his armor no one's caring I see alcohol must be a comfort thing He must be trying to drown himself from the thought of feeling anything Wonder what happened I see the cuts on his wrist He wants to end the pain nobody loves enough to hug him and say your better than this I close my eyes because I hate what I see I tell myself its something wrong with the mirror but I'm running from the reality of that reflection being me Check on people Love them wholeheartedly Never know what battles they go thru or what reflection of themselves they see