The day I met myself...
In the mirror i stood, staring at this face that was so familiar,
The smile was so sincere but the eyes were filled with fear,
I would walk staring at the shadow that was constantly beside me,
who was this person that never left my side?
At night i would toss and turn
like a rollercoaster ride.
Again in the mirror i would stand.
The face looked so familiar and the eyes were so sad,
I have memories of this face that stares back at me
but deep inside i am truly in doubt.
A voice inside cries to be heard
I strain my ears to hear every word.
Little by little it starts to make sense
and as i stare in the mirror longer,
my muscles start to tense...
Could this really be it?
Is this me staring back at me?
Now my eyes start to tear as i follow the drops down to my cheeks.
The emotion intensifies as i am about to be set free
and i'm happy to meet me,
After so many years, i have finally met myself.
The smile was so sincere but the eyes were filled with fear,
I would walk staring at the shadow that was constantly beside me,
who was this person that never left my side?
At night i would toss and turn
like a rollercoaster ride.
Again in the mirror i would stand.
The face looked so familiar and the eyes were so sad,
I have memories of this face that stares back at me
but deep inside i am truly in doubt.
A voice inside cries to be heard
I strain my ears to hear every word.
Little by little it starts to make sense
and as i stare in the mirror longer,
my muscles start to tense...
Could this really be it?
Is this me staring back at me?
Now my eyes start to tear as i follow the drops down to my cheeks.
The emotion intensifies as i am about to be set free
and i'm happy to meet me,
After so many years, i have finally met myself.
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.