But all she sees is a lie.
The girl is mirror stares back,
Figure and eyes a spy.
No one can help her,
Except for the person staring back.
She doesn’t know it,
But as she isn’t true to herself,
Her soul is slowly rotting away.
A cloud has come over her life,
Hiding her from the truth.
She sees nothing but lies,
Just as she can’t truly see herself,
Until she stops hiding from the world.
The world is waiting for her to be.
The poisoned fog within the atmosphere,
It can change you, or kill you, even.
If you don’t fight back against it,
You’ll be in her position, alone
Hiding from the world, not being yourself.
It’s better to think of what you feel
Than to be a fake within this world,
And it’s better to be true to yourself.
Fog of the untrue can make you not you.
The girl in the mirror stares back at the girl,
Who stares back, confused, upset and out of place.
If she doesn’t act quick, then it might all be over.
Her soul will slowly melt away, as her tears stream down her face.
Don’t hide yourself from the world and you might not lose the race.
Just be who you are and you won’t be as she is,
Since she sees herself as without a choice,
To do what they say and without a fight, too.
If the girl in the mirror would stop looking at the lies,
Then she might see that the world isn’t full of people to despise.
Hurt, but not dead, she can control this foolishness…
And as she steps into a new world,
Her soul returns from the dead.
Her heart beats a new melody,
A song written by her true soul.
Author notes
I hope you enjoy this poem that I got from the picture prompt you gave me. I just splurged and this is what came of it. I think the picture gave me a lot of inspiration, but I didn't want to make you read my very long poem. I just made it to where it was shorter, yet just a meaningful.
I kind of just started writing and this is what burst out of me. I hope you like it. 
Oh, yeah. Here is the picture I used (the one you prompted me on):
http://decrepitude.deviantart.com/art/Feeding-The-Disease-28322949
A contest entry
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Comments
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You have really done a wonderful job here. I was amazed when it changed from brooding self-consciousnes and brutal self dissection to beautiful hope and redemption. Wow.
Write on.
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This was very nicely done and it flowed very smothly and really had not complaint about anything in this piece , It was well done and then
I looked in the mirror and said mirror mirror on the wall , who wrote the fairest poem of all and well it said this one , so I have to agree and keep writing and this came to you just out of the blue, wow wish that would happen to me lol . Fully enjoyed.
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The poisoned fog within the atmosphere,
It can change you, or kill you, even.
If you don’t fight back against it,
You’ll be in her position, alone
Hiding from the world, not being yourself.
It’s better to think of what you feel
Than to be a fake within this world,
And it’s better to be true to yourself.
Writings about mirrors are always stunning, this however was different, unique. Quite well put together for a rhyming piece. Keep it up.
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oh sweetness, this is gorgeous! i adore it!
the idea of mirrors fascinates me anyway, but this is incredible.
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Wow...this poem is amazing! It really blew me away, and it fits the picture well. Of course, I am happy that you put a great twist on things and gave the story a happy ending. My favorite image was the soul rotting away. Gave me shivers! Awesome poem, awesome ending, awesome message. Keep up the great work!

~Hannah
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nice poem
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Absolutely beautiful.


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Thank you for your entry.
Your poem is really interesting, your choice of words is really well done and the thoughts behind them work really well.
Rotting away unless you're yourself. Great inspiration and moral
Thank you for entering my contest and good luck
Shari
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