Welcome to the house of mirrors
Take a look around
Look at all the funny faces
Warping smiles, twisting frowns.
See yourself in many shapes there
As you laugh and cry
Distracted by obscene reflections
Ignoring what they hide.
Illusions
All around you
They can see
Illusions
They surround you
Disguising the freak.
Walking through a maze of glass
You swear you hear them speak
Distorted voices revealing secrets
You question what you believe.
Things that only you could know
And keep buried deep within.
Every dark, subconscious secret
Every little sin
The nightmare only getting worse
As you start to lose your mind.
A horrid scream as one jumps out
And pulls you right inside.
Illusions
All around you
They can breathe
Illusions
They have found you
You reside with the freaks.
- Author: Alex Arnot ( Offline)
- Published: July 10th, 2020 15:00
- Comment from author about the poem: This was a concept I started years ago and have finally found a way to give some meaning to.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 14
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