a thousand eyes reflected

Poetryburn these pagesa finger pointing
Written By Zachary Phillips
 

i am a multitude
that speaks with one voice
broken apart
through lack of choice

the face i wear
closely mirrors yours
how else can i survive
when the world itself abhors?

used to think i was acting
but now i see the truth
another day wasted
on the folly of youth
a thousand eyes reflected

in a broken mirror’s gaze
quick swallow this pill son
this is all just a phase

there’s no-one left to question
the slow passing of time
nothing is permanent
‘cept my ink forming rhyme

This poem is inspired by the book How To Write Evocative Poetry

 
Zachary Phillips

Zachary Phillips is a psychotherapist, meditation instructor, author, and poet. He helps people identify and release the limiting beliefs that no longer serve, process the past, accept the present, and embrace the future with positivity and purpose.

https://www.zachary-phillips.com/about
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