Self Reflection; Broken Mirrors

And this is the part where I realize

that there is still so much of my –self-  that needs to be aired out and let go.

My ego is shattering

but the shards keep slicing me open and man, do they cut deep.

I need to cauterize the wound.

But it’s not time.

I am in pieces again.

Spider web like spirals fan across the reflections of my past.

And I am dreaming again.

I realize how much “going through” I’ve left for last.

The light shines through so I know that there is a glimmer of hope.

But I have a long way to go.

A few more sunsets and I’ll know.