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Jun 2016
I'm looking in the mirror
What do I see?
A man who's a shell of himself
Staring back at me.
A man who used to have it all
A man who used to have it together
Now this man looks
So worn out & weathered.
A man who allowed the stress
To take it's toll.
This man's eyes look empty
He's a tortured soul.
He looks so lost
He he has no hope at all.
He looks like he's mentally shattered
Because of his downfall.
He's lost so much weight
Too much smoking made his teeth yellow.
His clothes barely fit
He used to be a handsome fellow.
This man looks likes something is missing
He's almost at the point of no return.
His heart is on fire
With 3rd degree burns.
The person staring back at me
Looks like he's lost all hope.
He looks suicidal
He's at the end of his rope.
I wish I could tell him he'll get the happiness
He wants to achieve.
He has to give it to God
Then he has to believe.
This man looks like a mess
Such a sorry sight to see.
I'm starting to hate
The man staring back at me.
Cee
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Cee  California
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