The Ghost

Why is it so much easier to disappear

than stare at my reflection in a mirror?


I’m barely a ghost of who I can be

because I’m too afraid to face myself.


All my fears rise to the surface

and drive me to fade away.


How the mirror tends to lie,

creating shadows in the darkness.


But in my heart I know the truth

that I’m meant to come alive. 


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: “So Far Away” by Red

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