This ocean of a mind
Has me colliding all the time
Against the waves and shores
I see it every time.
Doesn’t matter what i say or do
There is no getting through to you,
My voice always on mute as I wait for you.
Even then you run away from me.
Running from yourself
Running from your misery.
Still I stand by waiting patiently.
Wondering what it will take for you to finally see me.
Holding up the mirror you don’t wish to see.
Your eyes squint from the glare.
Just an afterthought of a life that keeps leading you away from me.
Melissa Stein 
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