i’ve seen people

in my own mirrors

come and go like seasons


and just like summer 

soaks up the heat of spring,

each one of my monsters

digested a part of my being


winter absorbed the golden leaves

to the point where they 

saw themselves so blurred

in the naked waves

of a lonely lake


and when i even doubted

that the cold-hearted 

storm would ever end

poetry unveiled herself in my hands

and became my dearest lover

and my closest friend 


— these lines are so cathartic,

i almost worship their magnificence. 



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