Here I am, once again
Facing the depths of my soul
Those hidden crypts, If I could
Would gladly have avoided
Here I am, facing again
That truth that I've always run from
Those thoughts that I've always buried
Afraid of the reflection I might see
If I looked closer
We all shape our reflection in the mirror
With the hope to not gasp in horror
At our own image, own self
Wishing our agony was silent
Like a book gently resting on a shelf
At last, here I am again,
Agonizing in a beautiful stream of words
Depicting emotions, feelings, and pain
With the hope of being freed from these chains
Chains that have surrounded my world
Dragging me down into the scary depths of my soul