Mirror in the drawer

It won’t be long
Though I still feel strong
That my eyes will close for good
My pain is getting worse and worse
And I feel misunderstood

When lying down with no weight on my legs
I honestly still cant sleep
I really feel uncomfortable
So what I do is weep
I weep alone and why not
When nobody else can see
What its like to undergo
This pain now constantly

An interlude yes sometimes
But most of the time its pain
She comes back to remind me
Stay alone mate and you will gain
Sanity
For you alone can put your mirror in the draw
Then No one needs to see your
Ugly miserable face no more

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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