How can I grow back my soul when I don't know this man?
How can I grow what I lost in my soul when I don't know who I am?
who is this man I see staring back at me?
the reflection is a mystery; he's a man with no identity
every day; all I see in myself is less
I’m a mess, god, I've never been this depressed
when I brought sobriety into my home
Clarity showed me disparity had fully grown
I was only number one to my son
He is the reason I've never pulled the trigger on the gun
How can I grow back my soul when I don't know this man?
How can I grow what I lost in my soul when I don't know who I am?
There was a time when this man had a plan
I wielded a sharp knife in my right hand
I just wanted all the negativity to end
why couldn't I see my ability to mend
the man in the mirror snapped me back to reality
That’s when, every day, he started telling me
“you are perfect, you are beautiful, you are unique
You are exactly who you're meant to be.”
My therapist told me to take my time
Then, eventually, I will see the finish line
She said, “You're not running in a mental race
Slow down and do this at your own pace!”
How can I grow back my soul when I don't know this man?
How can I grow what I lost in my soul when I don't know who I am?
Now, when the man in the mirror stares back at me
The reflection is getting clearer by the daily
Could that be me in the reflection I see?
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.