Sixty-ninth say

Decisions.

Mistaking.

I feel the air blowing through my room. I don’t feel good.
The air is humid and stuffy. Like my head is water-resistant and air holding.
Nothing can go inside , nothing goes out.

My brain, my conscience they’re driving me crazy.
I feel like they’re drowning in my thoughts.
There are so many decisions.
I have to discuss with my left shoulder angel,
And my right shoulder devil.

Why live life the good way?
Why live it badly.

Choose what makes you happier. But if you’re the only one smiling.
Shining like you’re enjoying your own laughter.

One day you’ll find out that you can only see your smile,
When you look into a mirror.
And when there is nobody to care for you.

There is no one holding the mirror in front of your face.
And the mirror gets heavier every second you’re holding it.
Your shine get’s dimmed, and suddenly there’s no light in the darkness.

– Anne’s says

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5 responses to “Sixty-ninth say

  1. That is fantastic – totally awesome!

  2. This poem is so beautifully tragic.
    “One day you’ll find out that you can only see your smile, // When you look into a mirror. // And when there is nobody to care for you.” Really calls to me. It’s a perfect image of human solitude and loneliness. A person is lucky if they have someone to hold a mirror for you. But you are right, even when someone holds it, it gets heavy. All relationships are strained at some point.

    Luckily there is another way to see your smile. In the reflection of the eyes of the person you love 🙂

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