I stare myself down in the mirror, I fall into my dark pool of pupil expanding as if night had taken day, and I told myself again, "You are not losing your mind." Pull it together before it falls apart. Does she have to see my darkness? I beg God to keep the light on, and keep it shining on her so I don't lose my way. And keep a light in me so my heart pours only joy for her, so beauty is all she feels, and the intensity keeps her feeling alive. I stare myself down in the mirror and I drown in my dark pool of pupil. Can she see me? Does she want me? Her eyes say she does and her lips say she wants to. But inside something emerges from the depth of my heart ache, reminding me every now and then of every last mistake, of the time it takes to heal and how easily we break..... and theres this fear. I stare myself down in the mirror facing my fears one by one. I know that I cant hide and I know that I cant run. If my heart is true to me, then surely it is true to her... it is my wandering mind I find hard to control. Im still buried under piles of trash and unbearable pain, Im still lost down here, sometimes I need to be pulled out again. I just want to keep my burdens out of sight, so she can see the beauty in me instead of the moments I am overcome by night when I fall into the dark pool of my pupil, will she see what I see in the mirror?
