Sometimes I look in the mirror and see nothing
Sometimes I see something I don’t want to
But most times I see a monster
Holding my past to me
Determining my future
The scares I always see remind me of what I have lost
The thoughts remind of what I could lose
The eyes tell me how broke my heart is
The eyes a dark and deep story of pain
Pain of the things I have done
The sacrifices I have made
The things I have let go of
The things I can’t
The monster that will never come out of me
Unless I can let go of what I can do
But I can its what holds me
by mckayla