Gazing into a broken mirror

My reflection is distorted

Looking at all the shattered pieces

That cannot be assembled ever again

Pulling myself away from a distorted outlook

Searching for a new mirror

Where my reflection can represent

The me untouched by external circumstances

The me that survived

And pulled myself up time and time again

This is what I wish to see

And choose the mirror that shows my inner being

Leaving behind the bits and pieces of sharp glass

That can only inflict a cut that will bleed over and over again

 

I now look into the New Mirror of my Life

Where tall and strong I stand.

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