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Mirror Image

I gaze into the mirror and a familiar face looks back
An image of my father emerges through the cracks
A gift and a curse which I have fled
Fueled by anger and hatred to look at it I dread
I have denounce the image, spoke negatively towards his name
The image however remains the same
Although the strikes of a hammer may have cracked its shape
The image shows through even the darkest of drapes
I divert my eyes, even cover my face
Its glow still illuminates the place
I vowed to never be like him and create a new face
For awhile I believed his face I could erase
The more I ran the more I lost of me
I became an empty shell, nothing like I wanted to be
So I decided to uncover the image and face my fear
"This is your destiny" is what I could faintly hear
As I looked into the mirror its shape became whole
No void but substance for my apparent hole
Suddenly I had an epiphany comparable to ones in which music played
Finally a solution for the years I had been plagued
Now I can say I have no hatred for my dad
Mistakes now forgiven, healing for the pain I had
Because this image is not a reminder of the past
It represents the good in me and you
No matter what I am an image of you

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