My Reflection

"Your calm sea of skin:
Without waves or shrills,
No wind to shiver - no goosebumps.
Your eyes look stable,
Your posture held high,
Like a soldier waiting to win or die.
No quivering lips -
Statuesque, serene, and solemn.
You are a vision of confidence.
Your quiet exterior -
It's a good mask to your raging insides.
You're holding back well,"
Said my reflection in the mirror.
Inside this calm sea is a blazing fire,
Scratching insanely to get out,
Like a man buried alive.
"But a smile appears on your face
As if to shoo away the blasts from within.
Yes, you're holding back well,"
My reflection said one last time,
As i left it behind and walked out the door.