The Mirror

i'm looking at a mirror image of myself,

looking at everything backwards,

trying to find a reality to this flipped and twisted world i see,

i see a side of me that's weak,

i see a side of me in which an asshole,

i seem to be,

a side in which a scared child,

lives in me,

all confused and dazed,

crying,

yet lashing out in rage,

my pants and shirt stained crimson red,

from the bloodshed,

as my anger erupts,

my eyes bleed,

my soul violently deplets,

kneeling down in front of this ugly reflection,

in which i see,

this reflection which is,

an mirror image of me......


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