Some Soul
Sometimes
I look in the mirror and see a tan, freckled, toned, lively person
With bright eyes and smile
Other times
I look in the mirror and I see a walking dead person, who looks sick, unfed, weak
With no soul held in their eyes
I look cold
And feel ugly
Under those circumstances
And I can never tell which is the real me
Or if they are both me
Like I’m two different people at once
Like one is alive and the other has given up
And on most days I’m miserable
But sometimes
I look in the mirror
And see a slight smile
Some characteristic
Some soul
That still resides within my empty remains
(2014)
