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My Mirror

Misery

By A. R. AmbrosiPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Photograph by: Laura Williams

You are my mirror

Were

Past tense

You were my mirror

I looked at you

And saw myself in you

I saw my own darkness

My own insecurity

My own sadness

Reflected back at me

It hurt me so deeply

To see all my hurts

Within someone else

I wanted to remove it

To cut it out like cancer

I wanted to comfort you

Like no one had comforted me

I hoped

Perhaps naively

That if I was

Exceedingly kind to you

That you might be kind to me

In return

I thought for once

I might truly have

Just one single friend

In a world

That was so cruel to me

From the very start

But I learned

That you are not like me

I learned

Perhaps too late

I saw bits of myself in you

But you were never

Anything like me

I reached for you

With open arms

And a loving heart

A hopeful heart

But you only took

What I could offer you

And treated me in return

With unkindness

With biting words

Betrayal

More pain

For the one who sought

Only to soothe yours

In many ways

You were my mirror

You carried the same hurt

The same dreams

But you were different

You chose to become as cruel

As the ones who hurt you

You chose to inflict pain

Instead of soothe it away

You made your choice

And I made mine

And today

You're not my mirror

Not anymore

As I release those who hurt me

So too do I release the pain

I look at you now

And I see just another hurting person

Who won't let go

Of those who hurt them

Just another person

Locked within the pain

Imprisoned because they

Fell into that trap

And they hurt others, too

I see now

With perfect clarity

You're nothing like me

I always sought

To take the pain away

From everyone

Because I couldn't bear

To see them hurt

While you sought

To bring about more

Because misery loves company

And you, my dear friend

Are misery

heartbreak
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About the Creator

A. R. Ambrosi

I like to write, if that makes me a writer, then rock on!

I started writing as a child because I ran out of stuff to read. So, I only write stuff that I like. If you like it too, awesome! Enjoy! ^_^

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