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Me And The Mirror And The Wall

Me and the mirror and the wall
one crack to one break,
A common voice,
A circuit of memory.
Arrangement to movement of the flow,
From the beginning of seeing me with myself,
Until the beginning of my last escape.
Cell in cell
waiting, waiting, waiting
Me and the mirror and the wall,
Facing the dream of liberation,
Seen and heard and understood,
We have turned our backs on ourselves.
But
Deadlock ahead of escape,
Time ahead of place,
Silence before the shout,
knows us.
It seems that dreams are not free either.
So on your own,
I'm spinning,
Back to the wall and facing the mirror
The wall sees the pain.
I'm spinning,
Facing the wall and back to the mirror
The mirror hears the pain.
It's interesting every time: Both tell me about loneliness.
Ahhhhh....So I get lonely every time, In this circuit of pain and loneliness.
Yes!
Me and the mirror and the wall
We know the pain before anything else.
You know!
When the pen is impatient,
The end of a beginning is not a point
This circuit has one thing missing
The end is in your hands
Maybe you will set us free...
Friday, March 26, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: home,music,hope,pain,dream,me,myself,future,depression,blank verse,memory,alone,mirror,liberation
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