conversations with the mirror...

 
let's get into the ugly truth
how about the pain...
...caused by you
whenever he...she...they...
...pick your descriptor...
left you in a pool of your own blood
stinging with fresh wounds
what did you do with the lesson
don't even try that old tired line...
...but I was so young
weren't they the same age...just saying
while you're waxing poetic in self-reflection 
how did you react...after the hurt
did you move with more understanding 
exercise a different kind of compassion 
or did you erect walls made of stone
& make it your home
taking care that nobody made it past the creaking gate
because once...twice...whatever...burnt
...was all the risk you were willing to take
take a good look in that glass & face facts
you turned your giving heart into a hit & run artist
bolting through the exit at the first sign of disinterest
...theirs...might I add...not yours
no...you never waited to learn their intent
...coward...you turned tail & ran
but you sure held onto that ache in your chest
crying about your loss...
...even when it was you who actually left
...bloody hypocrite
lesson missed...
sure...you learned in the end
but what about all the shit you did then...
you only added to the problem 
causing it to exponentially expand
making your problem their damage
if you're going to excise the rot from your life
pick up that honesty knife
look yourself in the eye  
& get it right
 
mirror 
mirror 
on the wall
who's the biggest 
liar of them all
 
 
 
Just looking truths in the eye so I can lay the ghosts to rest. What did my responses to situations do to others...I know it reads as self-abuse, but it was actually very therapeutic. Owning my mistakes, learning from them & letting go...