look back, into future mistakes

I look in a mirror,

but don't see my reflection.

Instead i see flashes,

of my whole life.

and all my mistakes.

Every time it flashes,

I lose my soul.

So what happens when it's gone?

Do i stand or do i fall?

Walk away or stand tall, I don't know.

but as it flashes on i wonder.

If my mistakes lost my love,

or if the mistake was loving.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

if only we could.

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Kris Grula's picture

..your voice holds the purity of truth, a much needed ingredient to understanding...Thank you for sharing this, may your sight always be viewed through the heart. Most inspiring write