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My Fading Reflection
Around my thirteenth year
My reflection started to fade.
Diagnosed with psychosis
Was hard to bear.
I remember my old reflection,
I had a definite identity.
Stolen it was by what,
I know not.
With my old self gone in the mirror,
My sense of happiness has vanished.
Was it a demon? A curse?
The ghosts of the past haunt me,
As I am a shadow of my former self,
Lost in darkness.
My reflection started to fade.
Diagnosed with psychosis
Was hard to bear.
I remember my old reflection,
I had a definite identity.
Stolen it was by what,
I know not.
With my old self gone in the mirror,
My sense of happiness has vanished.
Was it a demon? A curse?
The ghosts of the past haunt me,
As I am a shadow of my former self,
Lost in darkness.
Published 12th Jan 2022
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12th Jan 2022 12:07pm
I think that the concept of identity is perhaps nebulous
and very much open for deep exploration.
I believe that misery can inspire us to delve
deeper into these concepts, much much more than the average person...
And knowledge of the self is divine,
as I think it leads to knowledge of all things.
Regardless of the nature of the impetus for this piece,
this resonates as the output of a most intrepid individual.
Very nicely done.
and very much open for deep exploration.
I believe that misery can inspire us to delve
deeper into these concepts, much much more than the average person...
And knowledge of the self is divine,
as I think it leads to knowledge of all things.
Regardless of the nature of the impetus for this piece,
this resonates as the output of a most intrepid individual.
Very nicely done.
12th Jan 2022 12:18pm
