Look in the mirror
and what do you see
a haunted spirit
pain trapped in eternity,
walking down paths of time
hoping death will free him
from torment and misery
despair riddled mind
a cancer in the soul
the darkness eating away
disease destroying him.
Alone he always walked
no faith in mankind,
waiting for death to claim him
to take away his shame
and the constant pain
that had followed him
through all of his days
through the dreams at night
frightening him until light
grew into a new day
still the fears won't go away.
Walking paths treacherous
hoping death will free him,
wishing to go to countries far
where war is rife
waiting for the stray bullet
or the feeling of a knife
entering the back
and piercing the heart
let the blood run red
letting the diseased body,
fall to the ground, dead.
That was a day in his life
he carried for many years
from being raped, to fights at home
from beatings and blood pouring
from the ripped soul crying
always with tears of pain,
living forever with childhood fears
his pain trapped inside eyes
not being able to share
he had no one to care
for the life that was his.
Now the day has come
one he almost threw away,
a friend came to hold him
and finally ease the pain
he let her into his heart
showed her his mind
she held him warmly
with a love gentle and kind
to you I give my thanks
for having faith in me
and for saving my life
