Wednesday, June 17, 2009


I look into 
my reflection
n' what do I see
a moving soul
caught in
festered life
chaste innocence
trapped in a
labyrinth mind
of strewn emotions
n' sodden eyes
that reflect pain

I look at her again
n' all I see
is a damsel in distress
calling out for help
to be freed from
captivity of 
her traumatic past
to be the one 
that she wants to be
the real child-woman
that she is

I know by now
that what I see
is not an illusion 
it is me
yet, it can't be true
but it is
n' there is 
no escape
for it is
the reflection 
of my face

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