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A FACE-OFF WITH MYSELF

A FACE-OFF WITH MYSELF

As I stared into the golden piece of glass, I saw him

Amazingly, he looked like me

Dissimilar from who I thought I’d see

His Sclera shone white but his pupils diverted dimly

His mouth looked ready to talk but wouldn’t say a word

He was looking back at me as though I was a rival

Betwixt our differences,

There was a sense of understanding, a unity of emotions,

Our eyes told each other stories, we both perceived emptiness

The pain was felt all over me but he felt nothing

I felt weakness but in those dimly lit eyes of his

I saw strength

His lips were shut in firm resolve;

He was done crying and mourning, I was thankful for that

The least I expect was another weeping heart

I needed the aspiration that coursed out of him

No, we are not on the same page!

He is free and ready to live again

I thought I heard his voice in my head imploring to do the same

I long for him

To be strong and collected and handsome

To have the right frame of mind.

He smiled at me;

I had gotten it, I had gotten the message,

He had made sure of that

I was going to be him,

A better me, A better human

Then he turned to leave

And so did I.

*Sometimes in life, emotions hit us then, we see the clearer picture.

 I’ve seen mine, I hope you do too.

UCHE AGADA

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