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Array ( [sid] => 148167 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => There's a sad man in the mirror [time] => 2009-02-24 22:11:01 [hometext] => I dislike this mood I'm in... [bodytext] =>

There's a sad man in the mirror
He's looking right at me...in me
I can't seem to avoid his stare
He can't seem to avoid mine

His eyes...oh his eyes...
Piercing...accusing...pleading
I can read his pain and anguish
Dare I think he can read mine

No matter the light...the dark
He is always there...searching
Hoping I will find him there
Compelling me to find him there

The lines on his face...familiar
He traces his as I trace mine
Our hands moving in unison
Like some tragic pantomime

How is he able to read my thoughts
When I talk to him we echo
Voicing the words I speak out loud
Matching me scream for scream

Sometimes he cries...tears of the lonely
I feel them splash out of my eyes
He seems to know my every emotion
Mirroring them...exposing them

On some days he looks happy...outside
But I can feel his torment churning within
The eyes always tell the true story
Lost and alone...seeking connection

His heart's been broken...I hear myself say
Scars upon scars...nobody to soothe them
I know what it feels like...hurts like
We ache inside sharing the same pain

He lets his guard down around me
No reason to hide himself from me
He knows that I know...that he knows
No secrets between us...about us

Another day...another day...
The monotony is so draining
I can see it wear on him
I wonder if it's doing the same to me

I thought he was gone one time
Steam rolling down the glass surface
I wiped it away and kept looking
Then there he was...hiding behind the mist

He didn't seem glad to see me
He looked tired and haggard...worn
I looked away...a little ashamed
As I watched him do the same

I cannot escape him...avoid him
But it's been a long time since I've tried
His eyes...oh his eyes...
Why can't I stop looking into his eyes

I 've come to accept the sad man in the mirror
He is part of me now...and then
I know what he wants...what he needs...desires
He tells me so...and I listen

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There's a sad man in the mirror

Contributed by crow6279 on Tuesday, 24th February 2009 @ 10:11:01 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished





There's a sad man in the mirror
He's looking right at me...in me
I can't seem to avoid his stare
He can't seem to avoid mine

His eyes...oh his eyes...
Piercing...accusing...pleading
I can read his pain and anguish
Dare I think he can read mine

No matter the light...the dark
He is always there...searching
Hoping I will find him there
Compelling me to find him there

The lines on his face...familiar
He traces his as I trace mine
Our hands moving in unison
Like some tragic pantomime

How is he able to read my thoughts
When I talk to him we echo
Voicing the words I speak out loud
Matching me scream for scream

Sometimes he cries...tears of the lonely
I feel them splash out of my eyes
He seems to know my every emotion
Mirroring them...exposing them

On some days he looks happy...outside
But I can feel his torment churning within
The eyes always tell the true story
Lost and alone...seeking connection

His heart's been broken...I hear myself say
Scars upon scars...nobody to soothe them
I know what it feels like...hurts like
We ache inside sharing the same pain

He lets his guard down around me
No reason to hide himself from me
He knows that I know...that he knows
No secrets between us...about us

Another day...another day...
The monotony is so draining
I can see it wear on him
I wonder if it's doing the same to me

I thought he was gone one time
Steam rolling down the glass surface
I wiped it away and kept looking
Then there he was...hiding behind the mist

He didn't seem glad to see me
He looked tired and haggard...worn
I looked away...a little ashamed
As I watched him do the same

I cannot escape him...avoid him
But it's been a long time since I've tried
His eyes...oh his eyes...
Why can't I stop looking into his eyes

I 've come to accept the sad man in the mirror
He is part of me now...and then
I know what he wants...what he needs...desires
He tells me so...and I listen





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Re: There's a sad man in the mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Tuesday, 24th February 2009 @ 10:40:10 PM AEST
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This is sad but in the same sense I can see you having a conversation in the mirror and that part is a bit funny.
Sorry don't mean that in a bad way.
Good writing.
Huggs, blessings,
emy


Re: There's a sad man in the mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 25th February 2009 @ 12:47:33 AM AEST
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Oh my friend this is so sad, I feel you throughout this.
Well written poem, the honesty and emotion screaming across the miles. I wish I could do or say something that would "help" I am off in the land of blue tonight too.... Sighhhhhh

Hugsssss
send me notes if ya need to ok?

Michelle


Re: There's a sad man in the mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by tin on Wednesday, 25th February 2009 @ 12:56:53 AM AEST
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this poem very much reminds me of a short story by H.P. Lovecraft titled The Outsider. very good write my friend, on both accounts.


Re: There's a sad man in the mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by elle on Wednesday, 25th February 2009 @ 08:03:10 AM AEST
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this is truly a sad poem but in a transcendent sort of way. peace in your journey. elle


Re: There's a sad man in the mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 25th February 2009 @ 10:20:01 AM AEST
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an interesting look on depression, personified as a reflection in a mirror. i know the feeling all too well. deep and thoughtful writing.

-phil


Re: There's a sad man in the mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 25th February 2009 @ 12:37:12 PM AEST
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I know the feeling.
Even though I have to admit that the movie playing in my head while reading is pretty weird.




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