In this mirror, it's suffocating. All of my previous expressions becomes one, heartbeat palpitating. I stand here for a while craving for something that is not there. Drifting off to somewhere better, won't be returning.
To body once changed, and forever morphed at my own will. A self I chain to me walking and, by my own feet dragging the self against their will. By the sea I stop walking, and glance at myself once more before dunking it in. To acknowledge the past and to let it drown free. To fill up a sea and contaminate it more with something other than an new me.
Today is a day my past drowns forever. To a day when I don't look back at my shadows. When I no longer stare at ceilings to find an answer already lost in oblivion's translation. So that I can connect to reality again, so I can see my family again.
So until I am transformed new again, I will forever chain my old selves by the feet, to my feet, walk them to the sea, unbind them from me, and set them free. So that I can cry happily. And comb my hair without swaying in the rhythm of memories. So that my past can no longer hypnotize me. So that I can snap forward, to a new self, which I will slowly begin to love, again.
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Into My Eyes
PoetryA poetry collection forever falling through the intense stages of love, life and reality. In the eyes of the person of your choice, could be you or someone fictional, someone you've forgiven or unforgivable. Come look Into My Eyes, and read everyth...
