The Ugly Truth

I stare at the mirror
My eyes were full of fear, and I discussed

My body is here

But my mind is somewhere else

It clings to the past

overtaken and wanered down to the bone

beaten and bruised

till there is only one thought that remains

just the  hatred I bear for myself

standing in front of a mirror that shows me the ugly truth

I don’t know if someone behind me sees what I do

But all I can focus on is the reflection that stares back at me

Its eyes bear the ugly truth