A reflection stares back at me from the mirror of my mind,

Gleaming, shattered shards of glass

Neurological pressure points and path ways twisting and bending rays of light,

Distorted conceptions….

Like an image in the water, dispersed into a million ripples

Never ending tiny waves within waves,

Like how the world sees us,

Thousands of optical tunnels leading to tiny waves of electrical pulses,

Sporadic stored judgment,

This is a failure with in us all…

Programmed from birth,

We believe the lies depicted from the mirrors of the world,

And sometimes….. The lies that glare from within ourselves…


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