11/3/2018
The things I see
When I look at me
Are not the things
I want to be
Through this lens
I have changed
Pieces of my life
Rearranged
Where once I saw pride
Happiness, cheer
I now see disappointment
Failure and fear
With a deep exhale
Life exits my chest
This may be the last
Breath I have left
Into the fog
I disappear
Maybe I don't
Deserve to be here
The voices in
My heart they chide
Painting the beauty
Of the other side
They say my life
Is full of sin
That I should give up
That I should give in
Then an angel
Appears from the sky
Tells me the voices
Speak only lies
So I pound the mirror
Shatter the glass
Vow that today
Won't be my last