Dougie Fresh

The Man In The Mirror - Poem by Dougie Fresh

Mirror Mirror on the wall,
You knock me down but still I crawl
I gaze into your empty light
Dark is day and day is night

The man in the mirror wants me dead
He will not rest till blood is shed
But I fight against him with all I possess,
To take control so I can repress

Fueled by anger and empty thoughts
The man continues his onslaught
He shows me I am worthless and there is no hope,
I fight him still continuing to cope.

This has become my daily war
Today I have won the battle
Tomorrow is anyone's guess
As I fight with the man in the mirror.

Comments about The Man In The Mirror by Dougie Fresh

  • Samantha Robinson (6/19/2012 12:49:00 PM)

    Tight. I fight the same person. (Report)Reply

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  • Sally Plumb Plumb (6/19/2012 11:44:00 AM)

    When you look into the mirror tell it you are a good man. Do it every day. (Report)Reply

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  • Darkangel FlyfreeDarkangel Flyfree (6/14/2012 10:05:00 AM)

    I like this one. Keep on fighting (Report)Reply

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  • Neela Nath Das (6/11/2012 10:29:00 PM)

    Conflict within! A poem on divided self, dual personality.Not hackneyed at all.Very nice. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 11, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, June 11, 2012

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