Mirrors
I see you .. you see you .. I see him .. you see him .. they see us
.. we see them......... it's all in the mirrors .. it's all in our minds
.. it's not a reflection ....... it's a vision.
You look
in the mirror .. you don't see yourself .. I look in the mirror .. I
don't see me.... onetime I saw you, looking back at me .. hiding behind
the bars waiting for someone ... someone to set you free .
Here
is my hand hold on to it .... I closed my eyes and tried to hold on too
and so tight... I felt so strong back then trying to pull you out...
and suddenly I felt my weakness while the mirror was grabbing me in... I
opened my eyes and suddenly I felt the touch of glass... my hands are
torn apart... the blood is all around... your picture in my head... my
heart is full of wrath .........
I wished I could save you .. but now I know .. it wasn't you .. you wouldn't ever let my hand go .. and I wouldn't do too ..
Mirrors lie .. they never tell the truth they only show you what you want to see .. smile to it and they will smile back .. but take a look inside you, you will feel your tear..
In the mirrors aftermath, ruins remained and left behind .....
in
the mirrors dark skies, seas and waves .... and lots of faith .. but
not enough to shine up the dark skies .. not enough to protect us from
the waves and not enough to keep our heads held high ……
In the mirrors there is a picture .. you can almost hear its screams...
screaming so loud... that you can't even understand... yes it's so quiet
around you .. dig deep into your heart .. that's why you hear a scream
.. the scream is inside ……………… the picture tells a story .. a story of a
heart like yours .. he was murdered .. there is blood everywhere ..
there is a full moon in the sky .. but it's still so dark ... white owls
are watching on the trees .. they are making a loud voice .. but …
somehow fear makes it so quiet ... black cats .. blue eyes shining in
the darkness ...
he was murdered .. murdered by love ..
love is tough .. love is strong .. love hurts ............... it hurts hearts ...
weak hearts .. hearts like his ...
This is not where the
story ends .. this is just where it begins .. laying down in a pole of
memories .. memories are flashing .. flashes all over his head .. it
shows pictures .. pictures about laughter , smiles , green lands full of
flowers.
Somehow I realized .. mirrors are not lying
after all .. they only lie to who wants the lie... they only lie to
those who never looks inside ..
So if you lost yourself
and you want the truth .. go and ask your mirrors they will show what is
true ... and honestly look deep and they will show you ... no matter
what picture appears .. they will only show "you"
but
what if there is another truth .. a truth that tells you about the key
.. there will always be a sadness inside .. there will always be a smile
...
what if you still can't see the smile in the mirror !!?
what if there is no smile !!?
stop
looking at the mirrors waiting .. hoping .. praying that the mirror
will show you back your smile .... the smile is in your hands .. the
smile is in your heart .. you can always smash the mirrors
.................. yes you will bleed .. and yes there is pain .. but
now you can build your life all over again....
draw yourself a thousand smile .............
build yourself a lovely spring with flowers for a thousand mile........
build it with no sorrow .... build it with no pain..........
draw yourself a lovely cloud that gives you hope in the rain ............
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