My Trueself Poem by Nemo Outis

In the dark i lie contemplating
of the light that I should confront.

The light that I am afraid of.
For it shows my true face,
I have been hiding it for long
under the thick blanket of darkness.

One day a light would come to me.
It would beckon me towards a mirror.
A mirror hanging on a wall.
As I clench my fist all my way
and I was lured into this mirror house..

The reflection it shows is not like
any other mirror.
For it's reflection is pure like
face of god.

The horror I experienced in all days of
the darkness, is no match to the horror
I experienced on my way to this mirror

With a deep silence,
that even my heart beat went quite
of it's usual rhythm!

with a grave look on my face
I went quivering.
and I open my eyes and see.
The Horror. MY true face.
My True Self. God's pure reflection.

And
I clenched my fist into each one of them.
With a rage of a smoldering fire
that burned an entire forest.