Mirror mirror on the wall,

Is this how I look as I fall?

This constant cycle has me broken,

As each day passes my heart is shrunken.

During the day I put on a strong face,

While at night I walk in disgrace.

I am a walking contradiction,

And each day I battle with this strange addiction.

Mirror mirror on the wall,

Is this how I look as I fall?

I cry and scream,

Hoping it is all a dream.

But it’s not…

It’s like the inner parts of my soul had been shot.

It’s like I’m being filled with dread from within,

And as I look at my reflection I see my light growing dim.

Mirror mirror on the wall,

I no longer want to fall.

I pray that my Spirit is uplifted,

That this pain within is finally shifted.

This life of chaos wasn’t made for me,

And since my mind has been freed I finally see.

I was trapped in the world,

Which is why my vision was blurred.

Mirror mirror on the wall,

It is no longer you that I will constantly call.

The cycle which I thought broke me,

Is the same cycle God used to set me free!

He showed me I no longer need to hide,

But instead should walk like a new bride.

Walk with my head held up high,

Because my Father is the King in the sky.

Mirror mirror on the wall,

It’s funny how you suddenly look so small.

 

~ Olamide Iyaomolere