looking in the mirror
early
this
morning
an old man staring back.
GO AWAY!
I HATE YOU!
i wondered who he was,
why was he trespassing
in
my
mirror?
GO AWAY!
he would not go away.
he was stubborn,
very
persistent.
he reminded me of myself.
GO AWAY!
he was still persistent.
stubborn.
he
would
not
go
away.
(8-07-2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem