Stranger In The Mirror

Hey! Tough guy in the mirror, 

to know my enemy,

Can't I look at you, instead!

How you have started ruling my life, taken away thoughts, that were once my own, 

How have I forced myself to fall in love with all that has made me, what I am today, 

How my own perspectives turned more solid every time I met with success, 

As if, I have touched them with the Midas curse and now I cannot feel them anymore! 

How have I surrendered all?.... all of what I was born with?...

My sense of freedom, my love for everything new & the courage, not to judge & dissect, but to welcome, all that came my way... 

How have I filled my-self, with the spoils of my own journey...

Only to bend my knee & bow to the righteous image of my own self ... 

And in spite of this complete surrender, Why do I feel the pangs of despair & not the thrill of happiness? 

I was taught to dream big & even bigger, 

Then why do my shoulders, feel so heavy, with their weight? 

And why do I, so desperately cling on, in such intense horror, that they will abandon me. 

I was told to be brave, to lead, to fight battles, but the battles that I am fighting, are they even mine? 

The lust for blood, the hatred, the suspicion, the jealousy.. Why do I feel these dark shadows growing, thriving within, feeding on me and my sense of gain! 

Haunted by my own words, my actions, my wishes and my silence,

Why am I so numb & yet so angry? 

What am I chasing, in this cold darkness? Will there be the warmth of light, at the end of all this? And then, will I, be able to see, minus the filter, hear the unspoken & speak without fear, ever again?

Tell me, my friend, that I can throw away all the masks I wear, say goodbye, to that stranger in the mirror & meet my-self again.. To just be happy, that I live! 

Tell me, that there is still a way, to breathe-free..

To be open to all things new, different & diverse, with the same child-like bliss & glee... 

And to co-exist with all, that are not replicas of me & my sense of, what is right! 

How do I bring back the smile & the joy, without the burden of the matrix, the curated thoughts, of notions, of dogmas and of my own prejudices... 

How do I say, that I love you, my friend, with all my heart... the same heart that I was born with... Without hate, without malice & seeking nothing in return!