oh i've seen you
not at all desirous
glances in the mirror
i've faced you before
you almost broke me
yes i was humbled
have no fear you say
you'll be back
with a vengeance
one last time
this i know
i'll avoid you now
taking deep breaths
in the sweet woods
that burn in the dark
where you lurk
but if i falter
as i will
and can no longer
count my fiery stars
you'll know damn well
i tried my best
to stare you down
3 thoughts:
You are lucky. You know why? Because at least you can look in the mirror and say those things. Some of us can't even do that out of complete fear. You will conquer it and I really don't believe you will falter. You're too strong-willed, too stubborn, even have too much pride to do so. This isn't bad, of course. In this case, it will be your way to make it through. I always forget what an incredible strength you have within you and when you write poetry like this, I find it so difficult to believe you have these thoughts. Look in the mirror again and tell yourself how fucking awesome you really are. <3
too stubborn...what me? i only look in the mirror when it's frosted over from hot water and shaving cream. but thank you, your words and courage me a lot to me too. hug
see, there is a me in mean, as i meant <--- shit, another me
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