It all began the day she left,
that the tears really started to flow.
She had no one to hold her tight,
and certainly nowhere to go.
It all began when he left her behind,
that things really started to change.
The girl in the mirror was not happy,
no, she only felt more pain.
She was strong until the mirror broke,
then began to live a lie.
Her mother began ignoring her,
that’s when she began wanting to die.
And then he took away,
the one fourth that filled her heart.
The joy of being innocent,
Shattering her dreams and tearing her apart.
The mirror broke and the glass fell to the floor,
the girl stood staring at the wall.
She was used to this by now,
but not used to having nothing at all.
She stepped on the glass, not caring about the blood.
Leaving a trail behind as she sobbed to her room.
He had left her a pile of ashes,
incinerating her to her malevolent doom.
Nobody would help pick up,
the ashes that lay upon the floor.
It was in this pile of ashes,
That she rediscovered her life once more.
And slowly began to rebuild herself,
from the ashes upon the floor.
Author notes
just...a poem...about my thoughts and such.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wow that was great and inspiring. It held a lot of emotions, I felt everything she felt it was great. Keep up the good work.
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instead of this being a poem it is more like you telling us what happened,It's a so-so poem . please return the favor
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THIS is what I'm talking about!!!
I keep commenting on people's poems and they are all lacking something...FEELING. And that is obviously something that you do not lack at all.
This was truly sweet and inspiring. I wish more people had to the emotion and talent that you obviously do.
This was truly great.
Never stop writing. This was beautiful.
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