Smashing her reflection
punching straight into the stomach
the shards piercing her eyes
Blind ;good; its what she wanted
her reflection no longer has to be seen
at least not by her eyes
The intense agony she felt
when she walked past a mirror
the pain; indescribable
"This is all just a disease" they said
"It's not really you you're seeing"
Though it was all B.S. to her
She knew who she was
no disease impaired her vision
at least not anymore
Author notes
Heh.
Written October 12th, 2005
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I really like this poem, i didn't get it the first time i read it but the second time i understood what you were saying and i thought you captured everything very well.. Great write - kate.
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