...shame on me (by Kevin Eberhardt)

Kevin Eberhardt
…shame on me
Every time I look in the mirror
I wish I could still look back
Too much truth too hard to
Handle too much to carry on
My back too far to travel in
This disguise I close my eyes
& I’m somebody else but I
Can’t close my heart can’t
Shut out the cries yours or
Mine too hard to tell too
Close for comfort tomorrow’s
Already on my mind too late
To look back too far away
Too bad…
used by permission of Kevin Eberhardt, who retains all rights
for more Kevin Eberhardt poetry, please check out his blog:
http://roundingofthestone.blogspot.com
as well as
http://agentofchaos.com/ke/index.html
and several issues (including the latest) of
The City Poetry (www.thecitypoetry.com)
his work can also be found accompanying images
by London photographer Richard Byerley at
www.richardbyerley.com
contact the poet at ke767@hotmail.com





Question? Is the face in the mirror really you or your soul? I am beginning to wonder about this....
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Sometimes it's hard to look in the mirror & see the person reflected is not who we wanted to be. Harder still to come to terms with that & go on to be who we really are.
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