the frictions laid before
him, he walks around
in disbelief of what life
has handed down for
him to live.
Scared to find happiness
in a state of confusion is
he. Grief spells havoc
in the words misunderstood
with the forces of push
and shove.
Perfections spiraling out
of control looking for
what has always been
needed. Love with no
boundaries or limits of
when not to feel the arms
of truth and real.
Looking into the mirror
he sees the stature of
a long ago man,lost now
with tidal waves he stands.
Questioning himself of who
stares back at him,his mind
always standing in the way.
He watches as his refection
takes new face,life passing
by him finding new to replace.
Shadows under eyes show
weariness that none can
ignore under disguise.
He wishes for what he
is not yet strong enough
to hold.He searches for
tracks left un-followed,
yet not bold enough to
stroll down the road he
wallows.
Forfeiting life with all
the beauty and understanding
he so craves,he looks in
the mirror and sees what
another wishes etched on
his face.The eyes of the
beholder is blinded to what
is seen un-covered.Adored
is he,when walking the
reflections of what he hides
beneath.
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