like a snake
you creep back in
you slither into my thoughts
can’t shake you
can’t get rid of you
of how you plague
of the me you’ve made
separate from everything
distant from my soul
can’t sit still
unable to find
myself
my center
my being
dizzy…
losing the fight
and the purpose of this life.
fading away
wearing a suit of no armor
that cannot protect
won’t forget
falling apart
breaking this heart
the mirror looks but cannot find
i’m nowhere
the reflection is gone
the broken pieces lie about
scattered and lost
like my mind
like my time
About the Creator
Alejandra Mora Hendler
Mother, wife & author. My poetry chapbooks and novella are on amazon. A free chapter of the novella is right here on vocal, and my new book Jasper & Sunny will be released here first one chapter at a time!
www.alejandramorahendler.com
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