Stand and look deeply into my eyes
See the shards of my fractured soul
Listen carefully, hear my tearless cries
Will my sadness be hidden with some coal?
Looking at me is like a mirror, horribly cracked
My haunted eyes reflect life with sorrow
The disasters of life in my skin can be traced
For such as me, will there ever be tomorrow?
The image of being whole I show all people
It's easy to hide the reflection of a broken mind
The fragments of me inside a forgotten steeple
Infected with sadness living life in rewind
Tattered from dragging myself on the ragged edge
Torn up from a year of terrible depression
Looking at my wasted life from a lofty ledge
Is it time for my heartfelt, horrifying confession?
©Josh West
Picture credit: shutterstock
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