I remember, so long ago
blood dripping silently
down into my eyes
as shiny pieces of glass rained down, a swirl of rainbows in the sunlight falling from my hair.
I don't remember falling
never did fall
I remember flying
your hands around my throat, animal screams that the neighbors are too far to hear.
A simple, small reflection
a tiny terrified girl
scared and alone
she doesn't scream, it'll only make it worse in the end, worse than silent death.
You'll be just like me
someday, a curse
follows us all
a fair warning I thought I could beat, but all the broken glass mirrors told the truth.
Mommy please don't
it hurts so much
I'm sorry
I'm sorry I wasn't the perfect little girl, I'm sorry about the depression, now your wish'll come true.
I'm finally falling apart, its slowly catching up.
I'm so sorry mommy.....
Now watch me become just like you.
Author notes
G. "I guess you better get out of the way before I start falling apart" I Hate My Life by Theory Of A Dead Man
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I love the way you wrote the poem. I felt that it was well thought out and I find it fun to read through. However I seem to feel that there could just a bit more to it. Thank you for entering and best of luck to you. Kahy
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Hail, I love the pathogens that just bounded a circulation of awesome chemicals into my bloodStream... kind of like loud whispers says...
Very deed indeed lol
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this is some deepwritting. and a very sad truth that stuff like that does happen. well done and thank you for the read
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