A Moment's Weakness

Hezekiah Jackson

I looked in the mirror Guess what I seen Most expect good looks The person they want to be Or the person by popular opinion In my mirror I saw the monsters within That fights desperately for control Surrounded by darkness The voices of death That says give in Give in to the hurt The pain that weighs on you The fatigue from pushing thus this far Give in and I can make it better The relief will overwhelm The calmness will beset you I looked in the mirror Guess what I seen I saw a person Who given in to the opinions The charismatic thoughts of others The negativity The darkness Wasn't around him No this time He was the darkness A person can only hold but so much Accept I'm sorry But so many times Before recognizing the feeling I need to fight back The frustration of giving so much Yet never recieving Working without a reward Something so easily found in my darkness Here I found happiness I haven't felt in a long time My anger that was over storage Gone Yet when I look in the mirror I realize I lost This war within my being Was to keep darkness from entering The battles against the words give in That's meant to be fought day to day Now when I see myself I see my failure A reminder that instead of fighting Keeping my light alive I blew it out For what was simple In the moment A moment's weakness

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