bathroom mirror
Do you sense
The wind brushing against each hair on your skin
The air that you breathe loudly
Everything has its way into your senses
Feeling dull about the things you know
Repeating the same things over and over again
And over and over again
Not knowing when to stop when things are slow
Do you race down the street and remember
When you were just a kid
Exploring nature throughout your backyard
Making imaginary friends along the way
Keeping yourself occupied in your own mind
Just to feel safe
Some days I wonder
As I look into the mirror
The mirror of my work bathroom
If I'm satisfied with the life I have lived
When each memory is replaced by a new one
I keep on recognizing
I keep on believing that
New doesn't always mean shiny and clean
Some days I wonder
If I could ever be that kid again
If I could ever look at the time spent here
Right along with everyone else
and remember all the important moments in my life
Some days I sit in my car
Watching the field next to me
Watching the dog chase a ball
Thinking about the simple images
Wondering if I had lost all creativity
To the dull and mundane day-to-day
When the sun goes down and the heat settles in
The wind stops in the silence of the shining light
Appreciating things I've never seen
Even with all the light pollution spreading through the sky
My tired body feels rejuvenated again
When I lay down and sink into the springs
of my bed, swallowing me whole.
Becoming who I am inside without overthinking too much.
Accepting my own skin and the colors of emotion
Many colors of emotion
Colors of my emotion
That I hold
Still,
unable to be present when it matters
but being present when the world spins around
Around all the planets in the sky
As if the clouds drift apart
The days go by as I'm staring at this mirror
With all these questions in my head.
I wash my hands and walk out the door
Forgetting everything I said
Until the next time
I step in there again.