Mirror

berdnt_victoria

as I look in the mirror

tears streaming down my face

I start to wonder,

what happened to my smiling face

 

what happened to that girl,

who wasn't scared to smile?

what happened to that girl,

who wasn't scared of love?

 

that girl is gone

she's been gone for a while now

no one knows where she is

and they probably never will

 

you all wonder,

why she left

but what you don't know

is that its all cause of them

 

do you know what it takes,

for her to put a razor to her skin

how much hatred it takes,

to see that crimson red

 

she's scared of getting judged,

for being herself

so instead she pretends

to be someone else

 

you tell her to smile

you tell her to laugh

you tell her to,

stop putting on an act

 

but what you don't know

is that she hates

her smile,

and her laugh

 

she hates her body

she hates herself

so to take away the pain

she puts that razor to her skin

 

you want to help her

you want that girl back

you want her to love herself

as much as you love her

 

you promised her,

no matter what it takes

you'll show her she's loved

even if its just by you

 

you tell her everyday

how much you care

how much you need her

and how much you love her

 

she looks in the mirror

and you look with her

you smile at her

and she slowly smiles back at you

 

you wrap your arms around her

telling her everything will be okay

you whisper you love her

and that it'll never change

 

she slowly starts believing you

that she really is loved

she puts down the razor

for hopefully the last time

 

she no longer needs it

if she has you

your all she needs

to get through this

 

her scars are fading

her smiles returning

her laughs no longer fake

she's finally coming back, from her hiding place

 

lets hope she stays

cause that's what we want

the real her

the one we all love

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: berdnt_victoria (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 1st, 2016 12:01
  • Comment from author about the poem: Well guys I have depression and its pretty bad. I know what your probably thinking I'm only 16 so how can I have depression well it happened when my dad died.. And it still pretty bad.. I hope you like this poem..
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 21
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  • willyweed

    I am so glad you are coming out of the depression, and I would bet your Dad is overjoyed and proud about now! nice poem! ww

    • berdnt_victoria

      Thank you! I'm doing a lot better!

    • BRIAN & ANGELA

      OMG VICTORIA ~ This poem starts so so sad and downbeat ~ I almost stopped reading to pray for you again ! But I'm glad I didn't because you are saying all you need is love and belief ! I LOVE YOU ! I BELIEVE IN YOU !! So please put down the razor and let us all hug you back into LIFE ~ AMEN That's what we all want ~ The REAL YOU ~ The one we ALL LOVE ~ Hugs ~ BRIAN XOX

      • berdnt_victoria

        Thank you so much! I'm trying really hard! Yes I still cut but I'm trying really hard to stop!

      • Tony36

        Sad write, no one needs to do such things to themselves.



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