In My Mirror
What I see in my mirror
triggers a depression deep inside
A self image I'm not happy with
a picture of someone I need to hide.
My self-hatred has burned a hole in me
that sears through to the bone
My own uninviting vision
is all I've ever known.
I hate my looks, I hate my life
it's caused me so much pain.
My mind won't let me see past this
It's embedded in my brain.
I've no self-esteem or confidence
just an unsightly reflection of me
I see a repulsive, horrid recluse
In my mirror, that's what I see.
You are a talented writer, but I hope that one day you'll find beauty and joy from looking in the mirror. Don't let the feelings of self hatred define who you are, my friend. May peace be with you.
Honey