the cracked mirror

the cracked mirror on the wall
staring back into the soul
watching life go by
can’t stand it

can’t stand the failures playing
in front of my eyes
can’t bear to rewind my being
and witness the lies

lies i told myself
to avoid facing my own gaze
uncover the bookshelf
of betrayal and not faze

i’m tired of it
watching life play by
hoping my mind would quit
asking why me, why?


4 thoughts on “the cracked mirror

  1. I loved the flow in this poem. The struggles of everyday life and the thoughts through which we often go has been displayed in this one and I can relate a lot. Lovely! Keep it up!

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