The Dream of Mistakes

A poem telling of dwelling on the past and mistakes I have made, and seeing how I have changed and am not the same.

Walking through the field of years gone by

My eyes look upon so many faces of yesterday

My heart leaps and flutters as it feels joy and pain

Remembering the flames of truth and lies

I look into the reflecting glass and see eyes not my own

Changed from the years of callus hearts

Tears run down my face with no joy in sight

I watch my flesh melt from my bag of bones

I open my mouth to scream, but no sound is heard

My worm infested brain cries out, can this be undone

A ringing awakens my ears as my eyes open wide

A dream this has been, because my heart has been changed by the Word.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I look into the reflecting glass
and see eyes not my own.
Nice write.