The Man In The Mirror,

Everyday I walk passed the mirror,
And everytime I look at my reflection, and I see him
I always see the man whom I don’t wish to become,

He is a man who has bags under his eyes,
He is a man who is slowly dying,
His mind, on the verge of lunacy,

This man has sacrificed so much
Many a sleepless spent toiling away, doing work,
He’s unwilling to change his ways, time after time,
All of this eas for what, a good grade?
He could have avoided all of this he was only willing to see the error in his ways, and change himself for the better

He is on the verge of lunacy,
All of these sleepless nights have taken a toll on him,
The perpetual silence drives him  to a state of pure insanity,
It ravages the mind, for a single person can only be utterly alone for so long,

Why does he do this to himself?
Why does he drive himself so far over the edge?
All of his efforts, just for the sake of academics, but is it worth the sacrifice?
Should he really be willing to forgo so many sleepless nights, driving himself to lunacy?

Sadly this not all that he suffers from,
Even if his mind is not broken, his heart can be,
For all that he has gone through, he has been unable to move on, unable to forgive, to forget,

He’s in a state of perpetual emotional instability,
His sadness, caused by perpetual despair that is seemingly unescapable,
No matter how hard he tries to escape it, even if he’s in the realm of dreams, his efforts  prove to be fruitless just the same,

He is all alone in this world,
His shadow is the only one who walks beside him,
He wishes that this was no so,
But alas, he cannot seem to free himself of his burden,

He walks a lonely road, and this is the only road that he has ever known,
In this desolate path, he has only his shadow to aid him in his time of need,
In his most dire situation, he has only his shadow to guide him,
His shadow, the only person who is able to bring him deliverance,

His shadow, he tells him there is a way that he can finally be free,
Stab em’,  shout at em’, tell all about em’ one by one end their fate!

He tells me that by ending those who bring him down,
Those who torment him,
Those who incite anger within him,
Only then will everything be just fine,
But will it?
Will everything be fine if he justs ends everything that ever incites any emotions within him?
Will it truly help him in the end?

With these thoughts of self doubt in mind the shadow whispers other things into his ears,
He tells him if he is not willing to end those who do him wrong, why not just end his own fate?
It’s so simple, all it would take is a jump, a sip, or even a kick,
It’s not that hard to do, he says,

But what would his family think of all this?
Would they be willing to accept the choice he’s made?
Would they be able to understand why he could no longer tough it out?
Would they feel guilty, knowing that he’s been suffering for so long, but never being able to notice it?

The shadow tries to persuade him convince him to think otherwise,
Although the shadow, he does not always succeed, although his words spark ideas within this weary soul,
For he sometimes thinks that it would be easier if he just ended his suffering now,

He knows that this way of thinking is wrong, but what else can he do?
All of his suffering,
All of his plights,
Everything that torments him,
Everything that has been bringing him down, but there is no one there to save him from the abyss that he ‘s drifting even further into,

This man in the mirror,
This fiendish shadow,
This is not who I wish to become,

I’m not a sufferer, devoid of happiness,
I am a survivor!
I should just be happy to live another day,
Why squander this gift after experiencing so little of what life has to offer?
I should relish the fact that I’m even here, and not be consumed by self-pity, and despair

This man in the mirror, he does not reflect who I truly am
I am a survivor, a designer, a poet, I cannot be beaten so easily,
Life is tough, but that doesn’t mean that the moment I reach my low  to remain there, never knowing love

And I will walk away from the man in the mirror, to continue  along this mysterious and wonderful journey  known as life...