Take a glance at the mirror
What do you see?
Is it you that is staring back
Or is it someone else
Has the person you was,
Died
And a new person grew out
From the ashes
Or is it rotting
Away
Right before your eyes?
The reflection you see, might not be who you thought
But it is you.
It is not something that may be changed easily
Although it can be done
Do you want to get rid of the rotten corpse trapping you? Or do you want to go down with it
YOU ARE READING
2 am
PoetryTW:// DEPRESSION AND SELF-HARM, SOME TALK OF DEATH This book isnt something you'd want to read. I hope it isn't. It's just a piece of my mind shoved onto paper
