Broken Trust

The reflection has changed but I still see myself

The weathering of life evident

A shell bearing witness against my will

Slowly the betrayal begins

Reviews

[Taino]

I find this so profound. I do see myself and the betrayal of time, of life, of good times and bad echos before me. The reflection reveals what my eyes see but what my mind refuses to accept, but how can we stop it? Or should we?

[Redfoot]

Thank you for your review, you are much too kind. The march of time stops for no one - I still see myself but I have to look hard sometimes :) Thank You

[Jimmy Yetts]

We wear our wearing--an undeniable physical betrayal
An insightful write!

[Redfoot]

Thank you again Jimmy for taking the time to have a look.