The Guy in the Mirror
As I stand here,
Alone,
Staring into his eyes,
I see someone I don’t know.
Grey, bleak,
Such sadness,
Such darkness,
So black and cold,
As though it is
A frozen wasteland,
Trapped,
In the stillness of time,
Away from the sun,
Lost in perpetual night.
And yet,
In the distance,
There is a faint light,
A slim glimmer of hope,
Not of who you are,
But of who you want to be,
Of who you are determined
To become.
Focus on that light,
And never give up.
With each passing day,
The you
You are destined to be
Will start to awaken,
More and more,
As you create
Your very own
Burning sun.
Losing my way in my mid-20s.