Poetry

Mirror

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Hard to rest knowing I’m not this person you’re so used

to sleeping with. Forced insomnia, I’m livid for not remembering.

Getting out of bed, I gravitate towards history’s imprints. Trying to use

old photos as notes, doing everything I can to match his description. Yet

I’m not that man, or at least I haven’t been since the accident. I hope

you see him again, I need to meet the man in the mirror.


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17 comments on “Mirror

  1. Don’t we all?

    chris

    Liked by 2 people

  2. So sad in such a beautiful way

    Liked by 3 people

  3. But, if you don’t embrace the changes that’s happened to you from before, how can you fully become who you’re supposed to be in life???

    Liked by 2 people

  4. Lovely piece there… I love your poems basically

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  5. It’s the sad kind of beautiful

    Liked by 2 people

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