Against my will I watch my own reflection
I no longer recognize the person on the other side
I can't seem to find myself anymore
I've spent so many years on distractions
Merely reacting to my surroundings
It's haunting how easily consumed
I have let myself become
So I stand beside my reflection
And measure the distance of how far I fell
I can feel something on the other side
Just below the surface
Pulling me under
I can feel myself drowning in distant memories
These walls of mine are caving in
I am not sure I have ever felt this way
So afraid
So confused over what might be real
I never saw this coming
I never thought I would choke
Or asphyxiate on my own words
Please tell me what you think
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It's haunting how easily consumed
I have let myself become
So I stand beside my reflection
And measure the distance of how far I fell
I like that part the best, because I can relate completely. I was hoping for a happier ending, because it seemed an epiphany. Lesson learned kinda thing.
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I enjoy rading poems of this sort. Because it interesting to compare the diffrent feelings and thoughts that come with this one feeling of losing themself.....a feeling everybody has sooner or later. The feeling of falling out from under yourself is hard to deal with sometiems. GOod write!
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Everyone understands this feeling loosing themselves, and watching them fall right out from under them...wondering what happened.
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This poem was written for every person who walks this planet, we are all guilty of getting caught up so much in “doing”, reacting, coping, that we become disconnected from who we truly are, disconnected from our own divine self, and loose ourselves in the hustle and bustle of modern society.
Thank you for making me stop and thing and reevaluate …
~love and light~
~DragonSong~
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I love the last three lines the most they I think for a lot of people that seems to happen without us knowing... this is simply an amazing piece of work i love it
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Wow. Hang on a second- I'm kind of speechless at the moment. Just- wow.
First of all, thank-you so much for being able to put what I, and many others, feel. One day, you look into the mirror and realize you don't know who the person staring back at you is.
The past catches up to everyone, and you drown in that and your emotions, because sometimes, it's just too much to handle. And you weren't prepared, 'cause you never expected that this could happen to you.
I enjoyed reading your poem immensely and loved how I was able to connect and relate to it on an emotional level. Well done.
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Sometimes I do think we lose sight of ourselves... You've conveyed the message very well ~ I did enjoy your write! You did a terrific job!
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Wow, the depth and passion in this poem astounds me. I just love the flow of the poem, the way it all seems to fit together in utmost perfection. Sometimes I don't reconize me, but most of the time....I do. It's hard to define who we really are...Wow..Okay time to stop my ranting. What I ment to say was, this is one of the best poems I've read in a while. Thanks for sharing!
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In teh reflection...
Are you prettier?
Uglier? Or can you even tell it's you.
I can't..
last time I checked I didn't have bags under my eyes,
And my hair wasn't so wiry...
So I can't be that person in the mirror.
Besides.. I think I'm standing.
The person in the mirror is curled into a ball.
Nice job sweetie.. ^^ -Danneh (Is here for you)
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Great!!!
Everything this agrees with the rest except the bit about choking on your own words. The flow was good and the concepts come through quite clearly. Funny thing is I wrote a poem just a bit ago that was of a similar vein yet not as colorful or expressive. Thank you for sharing this. Rich.
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wow!!!
I can really relate to this poem. Its good that you didn't try and make this one rhyme, I think that would have killed the emotion in it
To me it seemed that the person in the poem is confused and lost. they can't seem to tell anyone about it because of how long its been since they last spoke up, and so other people see nothing more than a "reflection" of the person inside (hence the title?).
what would make this poem even better than it already is might be to perhaps explain why the sudden change in the status quo, why is the person looking at themselves
whoa I wrote a really long comment ^-^
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