...Mirror Of Life... Poem by Deyanira Yari Rodriguez

Taunted by her dreams,
Controlled by my fears,
Memories of her past,
But nothing I hold dear,
I see her all too well,
Not a smuge on this mirror,
Tell me what she can do,
To stop these things from getting clearer,
Everyday there is another,
Ounce that she carries,
This pain and that remorse,
Why none can I bury? ,
Forever she is stuck,
in this hellhole I call life,
Too scared to face the demonds,
I watch myself as I cry, ...