I looked at the mirror today,
First time I have watched my world fall apart,
Took me an hour,
Before I could look away,
I took a walk outside,
First time I could actually see my mistakes,
It took me two months,
Before I could learn from it,
I talked to God today,
Was the first time I could say that I was wrong,
It took me three years,
Before I could muster the courage to talk to Him,
I looked at myself today,
For the first time I saw pain,
Pain that couldn't be erased,
First time I realized how empty I really was,
I looked at myself today,
For the first time I saw tears,
Didn't take more than the imagination to see why,
I saw myself,
And realized that:
The mirror was who I acted off of,
The outdoors was what I wanted,
And God was who wanted best,
I saw myself,
And realized:
The pain was God's pain too,
The tears were rain that God shed for me,
And for the first time in years,
I feel God in me,
And through him I will Live
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