Bathroom MirrorA Poem by Joel MarshallWhen one reflects, we never expect to see the ugly. This poem came from a pivotal point in my life that I had to take control of it. I had to face it and figure out how to overcome it. From my debut book of poetry BOY GONE CRAZY - The Written Voice: VoYou lied about who you are. I trusted your every word. I only see scars.
Told me I was good I only see how bad I really am.
You touched my face and said, “I love you”. Then you slapped me with a letter and said, “I hate you”. You had me thinking I was perfect. Too many things about me are wrong. I thought you were my friend, the one I could depend on. The one I can always run to. Now I see the error of my ways. If I turn my back on you and run away, would you follow me? If I shut my eyes tight and block you from my mind, will you force your way in? I can’t have you around me, bad for my health. Go away forever and never look back. Because the image of myself in the bathroom mirror is starting to get on my nerves. © 2008 Joel Marshall |
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1 Review Added on March 2, 2008 Last Updated on March 2, 2008 AuthorJoel MarshallBoston, MAAboutHi, my name is Joel, I'm 29 years old and I live just north of Boston. I've been happily coupled for 10 years and wonderfully married for 2. I was between the ages of 13-19 when most of these poems we.. more..Writing
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