Reflection, by Ken Henderson Subscribe to rss feed for Ken Henderson

i look into the mirror
what do i see
i see a scared, hateful little boy
the reflection is disgusting to look upon
i see all the drugs and alcohol
the ppain and anguish i caused loved ones
i look into my eyes and see an empty soul
nothing inside of me
im cold on the inside and out
as tears begin to fall down my crippled face
my anger turns towards myself
i throw a punch at myself
now as the shards of glass from the mirror hhit the floor
i look upon my cut up fist
blood dripping down onto the mirror
i see my reflection and decide this is it
it is time to start over
leave my past behind me
move on into the future
i will find the strength to move foward
now as the days pass by
i look into the mirror
i see a strong hearted and willed man
full of wisdom and full of life
everything in my life has happened for a reason
i must take everything as it comes to me
leave the past in the past
look foward to the future
because the future is the fate of me now
when i look into my eyes now i see a soul
im no longer empty
i have warmth throughout my entire body
the path i was on has come to an dead end
and now the path im on will go on to better things and
opportunities in my life
i will no longer be in the darkness
i will be in the light
thanks to whom ever has changed my fortune
i will not forget it
Posted: 2007-08-31 22:12:33 UTC

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2012-04-09 02:05:33sweetNsour
Wow this is goood, I am sure everyone can relate