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UZara Mist Mar 2018
My body is the image you see of me.

However, there is depths of me
so deep -
only few have seen.

Compared to the bottom of the ocean floor.
A level you can't explore;
some day I'll open up my heart once more.

This is how I feel,
because what I see in the mirror isn't real.
I've let my ego dissolve;
so my heart can evolve.

Look at me,
&
understand what I perceive.

Because my skin is an illusion,
It will fade in time -
And I'll be old and grime.

For the body I have isn't what I want you to see;
It's the soul that I want to let speak and be seen.

A mind of its own -
An energy of life.

Waiting for my match, -
To ignite my light.
UZara Mist Mar 2018
Wake up,
you're alive.

But who asked if I wanted this life?
I didn't choose to be here;
nor there.
yet, I'm everywhere.

Day by day,
I pass through time -  
like a bird in the sky.
My mind,
in a constant bind.
Thoughts consumed of what I once knew.

Night by night,
My soul -
finally set free.
The moonlight -
I wish to be.
Will I ever be content with just me?

Sleep,
Please don't dream.

— The End —