ReflectionA Poem by kurohanaHow a past can strongly affect what is ahead.REFLECTION Lying in bed, staring at the ceiling as the sound of the rain hit my ears. Curling to the side of the bed and grabbing the blanket up to my neck to warm my cold body. Tick tock tick tock as the sound of my clock ticking, I looked at the clock and saw that it’s only 4 in the morning. It’s still too early I said, as I close my eyes hoping to get some sleep. The rain already stops and yet I am still fully awake. Decided that I won’t be able to sleep, I roll out and leave the comfort of my bed. I stand in front of the mirror and carefully looked at my reflection. “Who are you?” I whisper to myself realizing that I can no longer recognize the reflection staring back at me. I am no longer who I used to be. I am now a remnant of my past. Once full of happiness and joy, is now filled with sadness, fear and insecurities. Eyes that used to radiate cheerfulness now only shows dull and bore emptiness. I asked myself “What have I become? Is this what I want? Will I let my past consume me further and destroy what little I have?” Tick tock tick tock, time is ticking and doesn’t wait for no one. I closed my eyes firmly as I covered my ears and let myself drown with my own thoughts. BAM! No! I won’t let it ruin me! Standing confidently, again looking at my reflection. This time I recognize the reflection I am looking at. Hopelessness and fear are now reflecting determination and courage to move forward. Leaving behind the abyss where I used to live. A step outside, welcoming the cold breeze that kisses my skin and breathing deeply. A new life, a new beginning is what I’m after. Moving my feet one step at a time as I gain my momentum and started to jog, a little more and I’m running. Running for tomorrow and leaving behind whatever should be left from the beginning. © 2016 kurohanaAuthor's Note
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