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Mirror, Mirror



Mirror, mirror
Hanging on the wall
Who is this person in the reflection
That appears when I call

This girl is dead
So far inside
Her identity
Thrown off to the side

A tear falls away
From an empty eye
No one's there to hold her
When she starts to cry

She's been cheated
She's been broken
She's been lied to
Torn wide open

Where is she, where did it all go
She's all alone

She had a life once
Slowly it was taken
Her friends ran away
Disgraced and shaken

There's nothing left of but
Her pens and paper
To pour out her hurt
And talk about the ones who killed her

She's barely here now
She's emotionally dead
So many people tried to change her
Is there anything left?

She's been cheated
She's been broken
She's been lied to
Torn wide open

Where is she, where did it all go
She's all alone

She's all alone
She can't be gone, cause she's not sure
Trapped in a jail cell
That others made for her

She only wishes
That they'd let her fly
Not to be caged again
Left to try and survive

This is me inside...

I've been cheated
I've been broken
I've been lied to
Torn wide open

You've seen me cry out
Left to die
Why couldn't you help me
How could I survive?

The bits and pieces
Of my identity
And the person in the mirror
Is all that's left of me

You've killed me slowly
Changing my reality
What happened to
The girl that I see

Please put the pieces together
Til when this began
Help me, protect me
Don't let her take over again

Please...

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Written December 13th, 2004

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  • ListentotheWhispers
    December 15, 2004
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    Thanks guys!! Luv y'all!


  • poetryality silver member
    December 14, 2004
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    Oh My, this is as sad as sad can be! I am hurting for you with these words spilling into my heart. I hope this does not depict any portion of you. I hope it is written for the contest only. If that is the case this is an extraoridnary poem of grief and pain! Good luck with the challenge!

  • RoughRider
    December 14, 2004
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    Amazing

    DAMN, felt the pain here! I see that reflection when I look into a mirror. You have captured something we all go through. Very powerful, glad I had the chance to read your wornderful poem. My evil wench
    Much love,