Mirrors Poem by Angelica Duardo

I was playing with mirrors and then I saw myself
I saw everything there was inside me
The storms, the clearings,
The noise and the silence

Busy roads to nowhere
That’s what I first noticed
Thoughts that went up and down
But never quite got out
All that flow trapped inside me
Like a river, a spring, a sea full and timeless

All those questions that never get answered
Those doubts with which I still battle
I can’t walk away from them
They’re all trapped inside this loud cloud
Hanging low in my soul,
Perennial soul

The weight of a thousand stones
Feel heavy on my bones
But dreams are what keep me awake in the dark
They keep me from pleasure and lest
My dreams are a burden with no rest
A fire that never ends
They are winding road in which I get lost

With all the darkness in me
All that depth and that mist
I felt lost around every corner
Even that shine made me wonder
How long I could go before hating myself

But I stared straight at me
And finally found what I’d asked for:
Pride and oblivion
I found clamor and quiesce
A place of my own
Where anything goes

Here I can dare to slide into madness
Or pretend I possess every stroke of warm calmness
Here all my rough edges are softened
All my weak points strengthened
And my high walls become embraced with mirrors
Mirrors that tell me how true I should be
And never to hide all that innocence in me

I’m covered with mirrors within
They keep me from missing a scene
They make me see everything there is to see

I play with mirrors to see whats within