As I looked in the mirror, I pondered on who I was;
Was I honest? Loved? I looked deep within, yet I felt hallow; was I nothing?
I decided to fell the pain I hid to let my flood of emotions I kept locked away, free.
The river was running free and yet I felt something was hiding in the deep
As I went to look where my demons were hiding, I saw the forest of regret. Where my doubts had overgrown and my “What Ifs” had taken roots.
There my past lay feeding the forest, where memories of past mistakes and regretted actions replay never ending.
As I walked into the forest I noticed doubts and “What Ifs” weren’t the only things here; but some of my demons also made their home here. I saw a river made of tears of those I hurt running faster then any river and deeper then any ocean, it was never ending.
I ran not wanting to see what I had really become; as I returned to looking in the mirror I knew who I was and yet, I Was Afraid.