Reflect

after a weekend I can't piece together

I hate that feeling you get

When looking in a mirror is suddenly troubling

 

It’s not that I look very different

It’s just my eyes look lost and lifeless

 

And then I wonder how I got from Here to There

It makes sense enough if I tell myself I got up

And walked my body in front of a piece of reflective glass

 

But that’s not satisfying

What I mean is that I feel estranged from my own eyes

 

When did I become incapable of self-recognition?

 

It’s the Here’s and There’s that throw me

Mostly because you are always part of both

Reviews

[Labtoad]

i really enjoyed your word choice with this piece...and there is a lot of truth in it. Well done

[ColorblindMartian.]

Enjoyable read! definetly something i felt i could relate too.