Two poems expressing a seeking to end the pain and suffering endured.

Hello world. The following were shared 4/27/2015.

Reflection and Door.

Reflection

Through all the time you’re standing here.

People are moving to get somewhere.

You watch a stream of dying dreams.

One, right after another.

You stand and stare as they move somewhere.

Most, just out of reach.

You seem to move forward.

But, you keep stepping back.

Tow in the line that keeps going slack.

Start to move in that direction.

Without a thought to past reflection.

Stop and look, for the mirror reflects.

The path you took, is just the mirrors reflection.

Sabrina Reyenga

Door

Your sobs are muffled as you cry.

The tears are streaming from your eyes.

A violent rending.

You’re heart is in two.

Your spirit is broken.

What’s left of you?

Your mind has shattered.

You’re numb to the pain.

What’s left of your soul?