Read Me
Mirrored pages of life
reflect chosen views of
mortality.
Onward the tribulation
of hindsight follows...
Why?
The inner apparition
remains...
Quietly lurking...
loitering in
dark corners.
And then ....
Ambushed!
Unwillingly tossed into
swirling sensless
thoughts.
Drowning freely
to no avail.
Flipping mirrored pages,
sunlight blinding eyes,
disrepair and shambles
and yet...
Clarity?
Read me like the book
I am not.
Past the type of just words
Arranged flowingly.
Truly look between the
written,
And a True friend...
You will find.
~~~CMT'00~~~