On reflection… I often wonder what beauty my demons have destroyed…
I cannot escape them nor avoid them….
On reflection… this woman stares, can you speak?
I see a sadness in your eyes and I feel your pain….
This woman that reflects in the mirror,
I don’t recognise her as I stand and stare in wonder.
I softly touch my hair and see the movements….
this must be me, how can this be? I do not recognise her.
she seems so much stronger, I cannot look away, I will always admire her strength.
There is a sadness in her eyes but she must have come a long way.
Her life must have been tough but she didn’t fade away.
On reflection… I often wonder what beauty my demons have destroyed…
looking in this mirror I see,
Her demons, my demons, will they one day…
finally flee?