If You Care To Find Me, Look To The Western Sky...

i am lost so many times. I look in the mirror and see the person I once was and she still haunts me.  She haunts me with all of her fears and doubts .  She reaches out and clutches my throat, silencing my voice. She whispers in my ear that I’m not good enough, that I never will be.  

I can’t let her win. I won’t let her win.  She is of the past and has no power over me.  I will fight her daily.  I will shatter her mirror.  She will never never take from me again. I can’t let her.    I will never look in her mirror again.  If I do, my spirit will surly die.