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Lee Aug 2020
What cruel items
Mirrors
Why would someone create such things
I looked in one today
The first time in months
Fearing what I'd see
I was right
I couldn't recognize that person
Eyes hollow
Skin porcelain
Face expressionless
Then to
Looking at old photos
Comparing
What happened to that guy
The one who loved
The one who cared
The one with a plan
Now callus
Eyes cold
Future unditermined
Life meaningless
Fading
This isn't what I wanted
Losing myself
I created this monster
This is what I am to live with
My burden
  Aug 2020 Lee
Whit Howland
You
Do I miss you
I can't say that I do

but make no mistake
this is still a love poem

but about loving different
things

about opening my eyes
and smelling

a much different flavor
of coffee

Whit Howland © 2020
An abstract word painting. An original.
  Aug 2020 Lee
Diana
Reflection and poetry are synonymous
To be a poet
Is to be reflective in nature
To be a poet
Is to disperse sparks of wisdom
Within the space of letters and lines
Through moments of inner monologues
“The unexamined life is [a life] not worth living.” - Socrates (Plato)
Lee Aug 2020
I'll be around
For a while
It's no doubt
Weary
Lost
Hoping that the day I see you again
You're happy
You're loved
You're smiling
This is all I want
It's all I've ever wanted
For you
I just hope
You don't see
What's left of me
Lee Aug 2020
Where do I go
Knowing nothing
Not fearing death

Into the abyss
Devoid
Cold
I fit the picture now
I've lost it all
Truly Free
Independant
Fearless
Dangerous
Facing heights and cliffs with an urge
An urge to glide
Though for my family
I push through
The abyss
Atop my left shoulder
Guiding me
Through pain
Through silence
Through my sacrifice
The sacrifice I made of myself
My sanity
For you
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