REFLECTION

There's a man who looks blue and sad
In the whole world he was the loniest lad

Everday and night I could see how he cry
I could feel his heartbeats low and high

His tired face are full of flooded tears
Drowning me with his waves of fear

For I felt his weakness and emptiness
Seeping inside my bones with sadness

In my system, I felt his erupted pain
Choking me with collars and chains

His huge waves hits me like a train
All the way to my corrupted brain

I don't know to make him feel alright
For he cried recklessly late at night

If I could I would tell him to be strong
For the fear he had wouldn't last long

When he stared his eyes back at me
His soul was trying to be break free

Words I wished to say was unspoken
For I could tell his heart was broken

Every second he begged for affection
For silence had gave him a rejection

Even there was life quotes and letters
One of it couldn't make him feel better

There was a jar of stories in his eyes
Inside there was lullabies and goobyes

Reflecting back at me with it's bad feels
Inside my bloodstream, it slowly kills

If I could cut his sadness with a blade
The sense of his loneliness would fade

It was the best thing that I could make
To led his heart from the peaceful lakes

Because no matter what I could do
I couldn't embrace him sincerely and true

I felt connected by his cord of emotions
The man in the mirror was my reflection

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October 16 2019 (276 words)

A/N: Hi! This is actually my first time to include a third person in my poem. It tells about me having a nervous breakdown late night. I was out of love before and I felt like a beggar, begging for a penny of affection.

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