Man in the mirror

I hate you with a passion.It's unexplainable
I can't even remember how many times i've forsaken you.
But your still here!! It seems I'll never truly escape you.
I stare with wonder and question?
How could I possibly relate to you?
We're so intune, your reflection is mine.
But all it takes is 1 split second. 1 wicked moment in time.
The difference is evident.
2 polar personalities somehow intertwined.
I speak a soft mumble.
While your volume is turned high.
My voiced opinion is subtle, yours verbally defined, with an attitude to back it and a confidence that overwhelms mine.
A swagger if I may.
A persona that screams nothing can penetrate the wall of defense you've constructed with age, to safeguard the path you chose to create.
As I dwell in past quarrels and sacrifice my happiness for mistakes that I've made.
My trauma is an aura I subconsciously use to mutilate every speck of sun that cracks through into my casket and exposes my mental grave.
Yet you walk over coal over fire , embracing the scorching flame.
You fall as we all do but rise a Phoenix much stronger than before.
I a bystander in the shadow of your wings as you take flight and soar.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

This is a real love/hate relationship. Polar personalities is putting it mildly. Oddly, the speaker, while hating the other, takes blame for the fireworks and sees the other as much stronger. I don't see how this one is going to end well.

[Yellow Butterfly]

Every word you have penned here you have penned with conviction

People see themselves differently from how they see others...but not brave enough to look in the mirror at themselves and own up to who they truly are....warts and all.


Your poem moved me deeply..... I had to read it more than once...

Thank you for sharing Ezel_Amaru

[Ezel_Amaru]

Thank you for your candor . I'm relieved my message was brought under sunny eyes and given the opportunity to see light .. Thank you

[Yellow Butterfly]

You are most welcome!

YB