Am sitting in the dark, hiding from my shadows, the voices in my head won’t let my guilt go. See, my mind won’t let me breathe, seems oxygen has turned into poison for me. Consciously into stone my heart forever bleeds, tears start as drops and turn into a flaming a sea.

Oooh pain in crescendos, turning the tables

How do I let go? How do I let go when you are all I know

The world mocks my soul, tells me you you do not value me. God, tell me are they right or no? Has my sin made you blind to me or not God?

The silence is violence to me and my spirit and I just can’t digest it. Emotions are oozing thatI feel so imbalanced, my walls won’t stop crushing, Lord save me…wake me. Save me from myself… hey there Broken mirror who’s the fairest of them all? Do these broken pieces remind you of the pain you caused? Hey there pain, addictions do you see the monster that’s deep within? Hey there broken mirror will you still love me??

I saw death tonight so I gave him a shot of my blood and asked him to sit down as I explained my problems for cause so many times I wrote him letters about them he thought it was just but poetry punch lining so he snapped. Not knowing I was oozing out emotions, chocking and dying. I, a melanin sauced dude using his glass slipper to slit my wrist for unlike others I realized fairy tales don’t exist. If they did tinker bell should have had a tail but all he had were broken Veils that needed fixing and made everyone around me think I was well. I..sleeping beauty awaiting for prince Jesus to kiss my lips with his goose bump buddy the Holy Ghost, but, as I woke up I realized my mouth was dripping blood…I must have kissed the wrong spirit and made to a toast to the wrong host. So, I snow white staggering up to my throne in my white scarlet stained scarf, a bloody mess with bruises and cuts as my priced possession. Looking into the mirror and realizing I have no reflection…

oh broken mirror… do you think I am….

To be continued….