The Eyes Of A Mirror
Throwback Poetry Series (2001)
I'm in and out of this world.
I'm future, present and past.
I'm going so fast,
I don't even know where I'm at.
No need for holding me back
'cause I'm the last in line.
I'm blind,
falling backwards down the Path of Life.
It feels like death;
like I left myself behind.
Witness a glimpse of the wimp I try my best to hide.
Be my guest.
Yes,
go ahead.
Press rewind.
Regress into the depths of this mastermind.
Don't get upset at the ragged mess
that you find.
I've mastered minds.
I just haven't mastered mine!
I keep my eyes on the prize to see what shines inside -
a history lesson:
hidden message from my master's mind!
The eyes of a mirror don't lie.
There's no surprise;
no hiding from the truth inside.
Like ducks on a pond,
stuck in the beyond
swimming circles on the surface 'til my sanity's gone.
I need to dig down deep
until I reach
rock bottom of this ocean of problems.
Swallowed,
head first,
I've fallen.
The only way to solve 'em
revolves around me
and involves my ability to switch personalities
and flip my reality
upside-down!
Get right with the king in me.
Trust my sounds.
I was restless but guess what.
When I messed up,
I 'fessed up.
Then, I got blessed with the best love!
Next what?
I gave up on the masquerade.
That's charades!
It's time to throw the mask away!
My reflection in the glass doesn't have to fade.
Perhaps today,
that's where I met my match and made
the decision to get right
'cause living a lie
in a disguise,
soon or later starts tricking the mind.
It isn't easy.
Believe me.
Look in these eyes.
Inside hides my fears and tears I still haven't cried.
The eyes of a mirror don't lie.
There's no surprise;
no hiding from the truth inside.
That's right!
Deep inside,
these eyes,
they don't lie.
There's no hiding the truth and no denying the proof.
Every time I light up the fuse,
I tighten the noose
on purpose like I'm trying to lose!
I'm flying right through,
bouncing off the walls of life,
blind-folded with my hands tied
holding a knife.
This is MY life, right?
Or wrong?
How long will it be before my breath is gone?
Not long if I continue on the path I've traveled on.
What hasn't killed me really made me stronger!
No longer will I be the type of guy that no one listens to.
Yes it's true.
When you do,
you'll rarely hear me dissin' you!
My mission dude,
is lifting you up until it dizzies you!
I'm living proof of gifted youth
in pursuit of reaching rock bottom
and solving all of these problems.
I got
to call the fallen to follow and not be hollow but solid as rock!
About the Creator
Seth Thomas
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Seth Thomas is a self-contained asylum for corrupt entities and vigilante heroes; currently locked inside his own brain cell, being CrAzY Creative!
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