I am currently not going to be on for a while.
In the quiet of the morning light,
I stand before the mirror's sight,
Expecting the twin to move with grace,
But something shifts, a frozen face.
Its eyes meet mine with a knowing gleam,
A silent mockery in the sheen,
For every flaw I've tried to hide,
It brings to surface, side by side.
Whispers of doubt echo in my mind,
As the reflection leaves me behind.
It twists a smile that isn't mine,
An image cruel, yet so refined.
The scars I've buried deep within,
It brings to light with a wicked grin.
The mirror's game, a cruel jest,
To test my strength, to steal my rest.
Yet in this dance of shadow play,
I find my voice, I find my way.
For though it mocks, it cannot see,
The strength that dwells inside of me.
I stand my ground, and with a sigh,
I watch it falter, watch it try.
The reflection stops, no longer bold,
For I am more than what it's told.
In this battle of self and sight,
I reclaim my power, ignite my light.
The mirror may reflect with spite,
But it cannot dim my spirit's might.
Thus, I turn away from its gaze,
Embrace my flaws in myriad ways,
For in the quiet of the dawn's glow,
I am complete, I am whole.
you look in the mirror and expected a reflection
Imitating you, mimicking your every move
Then you realize the smile plastered on your face
suddenly changes in a mixture of emotions
Your reflection is showing you mad, sad, and confused
And now what will you do
Just because I show him happy, am I?
The reflection stops I look at home and mimics
And it doesnt
¨FUCKING WORK¨ I scream
And its jusu laughing back at me
It took the feeling I´ve hid and used it against me
I look around for the closes object and break the mirror
All the surfaces laughing at me telling me
¨ You're a failure, unwanted, freak¨ Its making fun of me
Ok I see
The tears on my face will never show
Because no one needs to know
I should just push it all down again
Remember what you called me?
¨.... Emotionless Freak....¨
And well im back
I look in the mirror and just as I thought
The reflection stopped
I am just so
Tired of all
of this
It won't stop the Laughing keeps me up at night
Expecting me to break and fight
But I hold it all in and tell everyone ¨I'm alright¨
I just want to hide and run out of sight
I will just lie here and rest
Maybe this would be for the best
I keep this fight up so I can invest
Invest in your life and not go out over and over on a never-ending Quest
I am just completely
Tired of all
Of this
really.........
The Reflection Stops
And left all of us to drop
The Reflection has stopped
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Lil-M-M (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Mirrors can be difficult to look into sometimes ..
Yea they really can even when you are insecure and hate yourself. The mirror seems to be making fun of you
Well , I guess if we feel that way we might be viewing ourselves in a bad way .. I don’t like looking into mirrors , because often I see a stranger .
Sorry you feel that way
Thank you so much!
The first stanzas of rhyme are very well done with wonderful meter promoting a flow that carries the reader on. Their wonderful rhyme is masterful. Then you switch to pros and the emotion shows coming through in bursts that break the flow. Rhyme is gone as is the previous feel. It is as if the reader is standing in the room with someone who has broken. This is regained toward the end and finished well in the last lines of the poem.
Umm yeah as I am re-reading through this i can see what you mean. Thank you!
Please don't take this as a criticism it is merely an observation and if you want to give the impression of an emotional break down this does it well and would be quite innovative and expressive. However if your wish to maintain the flow of the poem you might want to keep with what began so masterfully
you are beautiful Lillie don't worry
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