Date: 29/11/2017
Pick Your Topic: Depression and Sadness
In the mirror, I only see a broken man
Troubled not by the world, but by his own
Thoughts from which he forever ran
In the mirror, I only see a broken man
Running wild, escaping into the sea
Of tears hoping the winds of time
Could blow him back to his loving span
In the mirror, I only see a broken man
Tearing the wings of his own soul
To complaisantly walk with the unknown
A journey whose end he didn't plan
In the mirror, I only see a broken man
Now he stands adrift, no path to tread
In the river of despair he drowns knowing
He could do naught but put his life on shelf
In the mirror, I saw my broken self
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