Self-Portrait by Anonymous
My life is like a cracked mirror Sometimes feeling like it's coming apart
My fantasies are like ocean waves
Coming and going
Waltzing freely among themselves
My worries are and endless pit
In which I am trapped
Falling
My soul is the wind dancing
This way and that
Forever changing
My heart holds fear
As black as night
I live in my cracked mirror
Looking out at myself
Wondering,
Will I ever get out?
And eat my feelings
and bury them deep within
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