Inside

Okay here it goes-

In a room of mirrors he sees himself
in a lot of different ways.
In a way he sees himself -
inside the room of mirrors he shivers.

To be inside the room full of mirrors
towards each reflection he sees
torridly staring back at him -
to be inside it, for him, is spooky.

For a man who always looks forward
it scares him to see what's inside.

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I need writing practice. I'm no poet but sometimes words come and I try to put them all together, sometimes push some words between other words to make some sense. Most of my poems are gathering dust inside my "Travis Poems" folder, left unfinished and already forgotten.