'Mirror, Mirror'

Hmmmm....read it, it is a lot too describe.

‘Mirror, Mirror’
Written by C.Z.Mendelssohn
© Copyright 2011-12 Words as Bullets 

“I have waited for this day, a long, long-time.” “I’ve been told I write best from the heart, and when I talk emotions.”
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My reflection in this mirror
Causes mass shatter, each piece a glimmer
A glimmer with the glow of my knotted soul
Missing DNA that contains all I can’t control
Shrapnel pieces of glass, take out my sight
“No, noooooo what happened to the light?”
A pain hurts like hell, with blood running free
Blind I am weakened, like Neo, in Revolutions part 3
I have been blind before, blind to people’s ways
Without sight, I have said things I shouldn’t have
When you have no visual tools, you are crippled
You see greed and sloth, through you, a sixth sense
I saw pain, when I caused a tear to well up…
Asking favors of women when I thought it was over
Regretting that which I had not done but, which I thought
A highly sensitive being am I, destroy and rebuild….
The shrapnel dissolves and white light hits me
I see a smashed mirror, the power of negativity
Now it is my job to fix that mirror with positivity
Debris falls from my eyes, my sight is vivid miraculously
Time to fix me, not talk to women of sexual things 
Not anymore, no more, my woman is the person for that
My focus is to be the man to my lady
To use these eyes for their true purpose 
To live cleaner and make less enemies
I dislike that I have them 
Life be good to me and mine
God raise me up from the ashes….
For I am a leader, not a follower….
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Can I get opinions please, thanks for taking the time to read it...

Reviews

[annie lee]

wow -- this is pretty powerful. I felt at the beginning that the first person POV was being attacked by another being, but then your words draw the attacker into the light and I see it is you. The memories of deeds and bad behavior sketch for the reader the man you wish to leave behind, or re-fashion or forget all together. I come away thinking that the man you once were will be stored as a painful reminder so that his behavior will not be repeated. I feel that the man sees daunting tasks ahead, but will not shrink from them. Am I close to right? I do not see any grammar or structure issues to quibble about. I enjoyed this.