mirror on the wall [my ode to a butterfly]

i have looked into my mirror
and i thought i saw myself,
but what i actually saw
gave me the creeps for the
first time in my life.
i saw a man with a dead
conscience,
he has a hardened heart,
a broken spirit
and a dark past.
his present looks unhappy,
and he is doing nothing
to make it right.
every moment of his life,
he feels that regret is feeding
his mind, and he can’t change.
it hurts to be in love,
because he cannot speak it out,
afraid of being hurt.
painful and sorrowful,
please don’t cry in the rain,
please don’t leave him behind.
an angel, don’t go without
love inside your heart.

written: February 9, 2007
Gabs Narazo
© 2007 [soulprojekt publikation]
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