| Story ID: | 3646 |
| Written by: | matt w bridgeforth (bio, contact, other stories) |
| Organization: | none |
| Story type: | Poem |
| Location: | none usa |
| Year: | 2008 |
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| Story ID: | 3646 |
| Written by: | matt w bridgeforth (bio, contact, other stories) |
| Organization: | none |
| Story type: | Poem |
| Location: | none usa |
| Year: | 2008 |
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I look into the mirror and what do I see? I see a stranger looking back at me. Sunken eyes and wrinkled face, bad memories that time can't erase. A lifetime of sorrow and pain, fog settles and clouds my brain. I still have hope and reach for tomorrow. But I fear it will bring more sadness and sorrow. I can only live from day to day. My soul in Heaven, to God I pray. Lies are true and the truth lies, my heart hardens while my mother cries. This is my destiny since before I was born. If I passed today, no one would mourn. These thoughts I have are for my own protection. This is how I perceive myself, in my own self reflection. |