In the mirror’s shadow, a haunting gaze,
Reflecting whispers of self-imposed haze.
Each flaw magnified in the dimmest light,
Silent battles fought in the still of night.
Beneath the surface, a storm quietly brews,
Words unspoken, in solitude they choose.
A heart heavy with unyielding disdain,
Chasing echoes of a never-ending chain.
The critic within, relentless and bold,
Crafting tales of inadequacies untold.
A quest for worth in a tangled mind,
Seeking solace that’s so hard to find.
Yet in the darkness, a gentle plea,
To break the chains and set the spirit free.
For within the shadows, light can reside,
A journey to embrace, not to hide.