Your reflection

it tells a tale

of a night of depravation

tired sagging eyes

brusies of neglect

from a fight

you shrug off, with a grin

as yound hard living

to the people you know

make out like your a guy

out and on the go

but you know

it s problems in your mind

taht keep yo awake

chained to a long gone day

only allowing sleep

when you physically erode

and you know

it will only continue

till you let

the world know

By

Calder Wolfe