Reflection

The man behind the mirror asked to talk to me today
his troubled face made me listen to what he had to say
harsh words that were whispered came as no surprise
guilty tears slowly filled my dark and hollowed eyes

“ I am but a reflection of the life you choose to live"
"I have no control of us but this advise I wish to give”
"the choices you have made are a path to our slow death"
"yet I remain by your side until we draw our final breath”

reality hit me in the face, my life had to somehow change
all the things I loved suddenly appeared to be quite strange
I stared down at a half full glass of my favorite evening drink
clutched it firmly in my hand and poured it down the sink

finally a new beginning, a life filled with trust and love
every morning I wake up blessed to thank my God above
a reflection in a mirror of a man that hit rock bottom
simple reminder of bad choices and the pain it had brought him