I reached out towards the mirror looking
in at the reflection staring back at me. My
other half the strong mirroring scent of my
soul connecting. The other complete side
of my coin. I sit down and tell her stories
she listens through them all relentless like
a pillar.
She keeps me standing even through the fog.
She helps me see that I am a great woman
also in this life. She keeps me holding onto
the compassion and love that she embraces
people with, I know I want to be just like her.
The mirror is the strongest part of me the
greatest half of me.
I found an angel behind that glass wanting for
its other half. I found a beautiful kind soul
that I wanted to be part of. I love her deary
for she wipes away those fears, and torches
my heart from that darkness. When I slipped
she held me back up; holding my head high.
I love her bad days even though I shouldn't
because then I can return the favor or her helping
me out. I offer that same hand she so gave to
me easily. Not knowing I meant the other reason
for living; the other life of the reason. Her laugh
is contagious making me want to be just as happy
as her.
She doesn't fear me; she embraces me more
then I ever did for myself. I cry my sorrows
bleed out my heart. She keeps me stable
through the storm. She responds back
guilding me on this road. I try to shatter it
with my mind; but I need her like air.
I need her like life for she's part of mine. I wanted
her to disappear afraid she'll hate me but she loved
me more, she needed me to understand more then
anything that I was part of that beautiful life of hers.
I hug myself and hum trying to escape my demons
she holds my hand and points out the simplest nature.
Breathless words fall out of my fingers, that I hope
she'll understand show all my love; all my respect.
Shes part of me, been through the sliding darkness
as me. Understands the torments I've followed and
embraced. She keeps me from drowning in those
moments. I want to cry thousands of tears of love
for her to know that she's part of my family, she's
like the mother.
I reach out, and touch hands with her and feel my
soul snap into one, finally I found part of what I'm
searching for. I know I'm completed.
My empty soul bottomless perilless without
her there keeping me high in the dark. I
press my forehead against the image feeling
everything make sense. My eye lashes
whisper secrets for her to keep. Sharing life
in this room; at this moment and time. I know
I found my half.
