Spaces in between
they seem so far to reach
open up the wound
at least it will be cleaned
the mirror resembles a menace
catch a tear and clear the grimace
just a minute ill be finished
the games i play with myself
cant be good for my health
I cant look into my own eye
as i sit here and try to lie
face the day and smile
im the king of denial.
This is a very good one. It relates to how I feel also, which is usually very difficult to capture. Good job!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
one of ur best poems, with beautiful insight