Surface

The other side of the glass
A face staring back at me
Reflecting my current self
Or the world I long to see?
A silver mirrored piece
Causes such ponderous woes
When gazing upon its surface
Recalling highs and lows
The power and its image
It's leaden, heavy glare
Reminding us to consider
It's power is we care

Broken Barriers

Sometimes creating a barrier

Is the only way to remove it

The lack of ability to respond

Creates the ability to truly give in

To the deeper emotions

To the inner animal

To the wonton

Waiting to explode

Release from prison

Helps in knowing

What lies beneath

A surface barely scratched

A deeper meaning

Waiting to be explored

Is all that’s left