The Mirror

The Mirror short poem

Photo by Andy Morffew


You have given up
Laid down your arms
Whilst thinking that you are
Still fighting, still going strong

You have been blinded
By the antithesis of love
So much so that now you don’t even know
Your ass from your elbow anymore

You need someone to shake you hard
To get you rid of all this self-pity
That you are so proud
To wear as a shroud

It’s obscuring your view
Blinding you to life
Why can’t you see?
Why can’t you see!!!!

Life is beautiful
It’s a blessing
We all get hurt
It’s no reason to stop living

Don’t punish yourself
For someone else’s sins
Don’t just survive, THRIVE, let go…
LIVE and let live

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