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Looking into my reflection what do I see some strange fool stairing back at me! The jester hat atop his head the crack smile painted red… With a face so like mine twisted, painful & joyous yet unkind… I watch in a silent trance as the image before me expands till each line of my body & his lie exposed… with each change I see him shift before me amazed at this new gift… With new eyes do I see this dancing fool that bounds in circles around me… may cloths so soon turn to rags on his frame each lies told outwardly showing his shame… I watch each step as he shacks his staff makes jokes & his wicked cackling laugh… Then suddenly he stops eye to eye once more studying me as I have him each line in my strained face then down to another place… As if with eyes that could see within to the place where my pain begins… To the place filled with lies, half truths hidden from oneself … To what the world has shown him & to each ones deed done… To the heart that bleeds inside it the swirling pain filled tide… The weight of the world carried upon the shoulders the mind the toll taken with each step across that line… Self inflicted injuries join the beating dealt by each soul to pass ever leaving a scar or 3 as forever they will last… Somewhere inside he finds me looking into my eyes as if to remind me… With a cackle he turns his head up & laughs… Walking slowly bout me & around… "Within your walls one must search… To find their perch… & with you is much pain forever a part shall remain… The path you walk be by choice give wings to angels & hear their voice… Walk the world lost or alone or find within what is home…" Then he begins to dance turning with his other side to prance… He laughs as if with the most joy never one to be life's toy he screams to me… As the smoke clears & my eyes do see it's another stranger before me... One not so strange or so cold one just as lost with stories untold… but I find I know them all even if this face I feel unknown the from him the light is shown & the world full grown … this lost & withered soul that stand before me with eyes so haunted they can not see is the man I've let inside my Tree… & with it came I turn my back & walk away leaving this cage behind… I must free myself from my mind!!! ((wrote long ago yet still true))
