Reflective Truths (I Am)
In the looking glass, a tale unfolds,
Of inner battles fought and won,
Where truths in whispers are retold.
Echoes of the past begun,
In shadows cast upon my face,
A dance of memories under sun.
Each line etched with delicate grace,
Chronicles of joys and sorrows weaved,
In the mirror’s unyielding embrace.
Through mists of dreams once believed,
And nightmares that refuse to fade,
A journey through the self perceived.
The mirror’s secrets softly laid,
In every crease and furrow deep,
An endless quest for truth portrayed.
Yet in this reflection’s keep,
Resides a spark of hope untamed,
A light that dares to wake from sleep.
So let the mirror’s gaze be aimed,
Towards the depths of soul’s terrain,
Where courage and resolve are named.
No longer shackled by disdain,
Embrace the flaws that make you whole,
And rise above the echoes of pain.
Now emerge from shadows’ toll,
Into the light of your true self,
Where fears and doubts no longer control.
To find the strength that lies within,
And let your heart and mind empower themselves.
For in this ever-changing spin,
Of reflections cast in glassy sheen,
True freedom lies in looking in.