26 July 2011

in my reflection

Away in the mrror
I catch a glimpse
of who I am today
but I cannot remember
who I used to be...

A reflection cannot show
what goes on behind the eyes
when you cannot let go
of the mysteries and lies...

I loved once,
and now I let go
but I show no refelction
of the torture in my soul...

I am content to be alone if I must
because I do not know where
or how I will begin to trust

My life is a single petal
of a rose you used to love
diminshed now
I will leave
before you lock me up

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