A Self Describing Mirror
These stones these bruises descibe this body more so then ever, but mostly they remove the purity that could have been what I could have become. When I look into this mirror, it spells out the reasons why. Hundreds of them, staring back at me through my own eyes. It comes down to acceptance. Acceptance for what it is that Ive become, and when you realize that you can do nothing for a history of shame and guilt, the only way to survive is to strive on the waste around you. I must not fall under, I must pass through this delusion, and continue, else my future will be lost. |
Submission Name: A Self Describing Mirror
