Mirror—

Mirror—

Who am I?

What do you see

looking back at me?

Are you reflecting my inner child,

or the woman I’ve become?

Can I do wrong in your eyes?

Do you see all of my sacrifices?

And when it comes to love,

what do you believe about me?

Are you stuck in the past

with wreckage and crashes?

Or is there light—

like a sunrise after the night?

I hear people say

a broken heart

will always steer you away.

That once it breaks,

it closes.

But I don’t want that to be true.

I want mine to heal.

To mend.

To still love.

Like stars that still twinkle in the end.

Like wonder still exists

even when you don’t know where you are.

So reflect back to me

this journey.

Don’t let me forget

the power I carry.

Through intuition.

Through my nature to heal.

The bonds I broke.

The way my heart cleared.

You are here for so much more.

The path that calls you forward

also pushes you away

from what creates blockage.

Find your voice.

Speak it.

Leave what preferred me unboundaried.

Goodbye

to all that fed on my glow.

You no longer control

this show.

I hold onto what’s real.

Not the things I chased—

but the things that stayed.

A dream.

A hope.

A true love.

Memories that exist

beyond this world’s noise.

To this world—

here I am.

Not to push.

Not to pull.

But to feel safe

in the arms of those who can

love

and be loved.

True discernment doesn’t live

in the best moments of life.

It lives in the trust.

The turns.

The tangles.

Mirror—

Who am I?

Am I where I’m supposed to be?

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