Sep 2016
Mirrors scattered along the land I see my full reflection in the mirror.
I walk further and deeper into the dark the glass starts shattering.
I no longer can see my full reflection.
I walk a different way, Iβm still in the dark.
I start running, the mirrors donβt look the same anymore.
I fall down, tears come out of my eyes, I lay down on the broken glass.
I wish I could see my reflection, I want to remember how I looked.
I want to remember who I was before the dark took over.
I walk further and deeper into the dark the glass starts shattering.
I no longer can see my full reflection.
I walk a different way, Iβm still in the dark.
I start running, the mirrors donβt look the same anymore.
I fall down, tears come out of my eyes, I lay down on the broken glass.
I wish I could see my reflection, I want to remember how I looked.
I want to remember who I was before the dark took over.
I found an old poem of mine from many years ago in a box, I changed a few things and this is what I came up with. I love how it turned out. Please tell me what you think of this piece. I hope everyone is having a good day today :)
