Cheeks

I wake up and look in the mirror

Cringe at the disheveled sight

Every imperfection

Blemished cheeks and bloodshot eyes

My every critique

Every

Part

Of

Me

Has me screaming

My nose grows

Every line in my face now creasing

So seemingly

Devoid of beauty, destined to be the beast…

So I step back

And breathe

And see

Me,

…Really

Then suddenly,

the mirror is scratched,

chipped, and dirty

I exchange my eyes

For crystal clear, pristine

Honesty

And it’s still not perfect

But it’s me.

And my imperfections

Are almost too small to see

Manageable, at least

And as I sit in sonder

I see tragedy

Everybody

Sees

Themselves

Like I saw me

The only way to inner peace?

Polish the looking glass

Use it

Lovingly

 

Focused

5 thoughts on “Cheeks

  1. Fortunately Human September 26, 2017 / 3:05 pm

    true….the mirror for eyes cannot reflect the true self….it requires the mirror for heart…..

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