Living life through wrinkled pictures

Living life through wrinkled pictures

A Poem by The Poet

The moment your reality becomes imaginary,
the painted pictures you have in your mind,
turns to wrinkled pictures
that are now staring back at you.

And daily,
your constantly screaming to yourself
and fighting with the man in the mirror,
wondering what went wrong.

Well,
I actually find it quite symbolic
based upon your stubbornness,
and how you only wanted things your way
not wanting to listen to the pain you caused others.

So now guess what,
now you're only left with
wrinkled pictures,stained with tears.

© 2014 The Poet


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Added on December 23, 2014
Last Updated on December 23, 2014