Reflection
Many times a day I stop
and look in the mirror,
most of the time I
think why am I here.
The reflection that looks
back at me seems lonely
and scared,not remembering
when the last time was
anyone really cared.
Lately I think alot about
wanting to die,my life just
keeps going down hill
so why even try.
When life gets overwhelming,
I sometimes stop and pray,
hoping that tomorrow it
will be a better day.
I get upset when things get
to me as easy as they do,
but I wouldn't wish for anyone
to spend one day in my shoes.
I can't wait until the day
that reflection in the mirror,
says all the pain was worth it
and I'm glad that your still here.
Colleen Marie Bono
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