As I look in the mirror
I notice my reflection is fading
The pain of this secret
is slowly killing me
There’s a war going on inside me
between my head and my heart
My head tells me if you tell
them you’ll break their hearts
My heart tells me I should tell them
for it’s my
happiness that matters most of all
So I take a chance and listen to my heart
even though I feel a great deal of relief
I'm still nervous to look in the mirror
afraid of what I won’t see
I tell myself it’ll be ok
cause I'm finally pain free
But as I look in the mirror
tears start to roll down my face
For I'm no longer fading
and my reflection is smiling back at me
This poem got me by the throat. My mother kept looking in the mirror until she could no longer see any reflection. Glad to hear that yours is smiling back at you, Monica. Fran xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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I sometimes look in he mirror and see behind me the one I loved most of all.She is smiling while I cry acid tears, Sid x.