Portrait from the Mirror: A Short Poem

What we can learn from Sisyphus and his rock | by Chhavi Kumar | Noteworthy  - The Journal Blog

Looking back at me is the face of distortion;

changing and growing

yet still afraid and knowing

that each day

I can still fall….

Falling and flailing

against morass of psychic tar,

and knowing that it came

from within me

makes my soul

weep for all my mistakes..

and from the pain I have caused

and the wounds I have inflicted,

through my need

to walk my own journey–

and plow through those I love

as if they were paper.

The mirror dosen’t lie

because it is a scriver

and it shows the present and the furute

even if that future is covered

in loss.

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