Choices
A face smiles back at me
Fingertips twitching
Beneath veined and knotted fists
If memories were visible
The face would would boast
Scars from scalp to chin
Some good - mostly bad -
Because they are over now
Nostalgia is a curse
I’ve created a monster
I turn from the mirror
Needing to go about my day
Not thinking about the choices
That got me here
Transforming me into someone
I don’t recognize
Any longer
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