When I was five,
things went by fast
like the cursory glances I took
at the buildings and houses outside the window of an expeditious vehicle
And candles were left burning
in and out of the dark
When I was eleven,
things sped up a little more
and I was no longer looking at the world outside my window
but at the small droplets of water impatiently rolling down the sleek glass
And mirrors were objects that I held in my hand,
and stood in front of that contained another world – another me
Now that I’m marked with time
and the depth of the ocean is imprinted right across my heart,
my window is archaic and irrelevant, consumed in dust and moist
For my eyes do not see through them anymore
I am standing outside of it
And the candles are blown out
even in the dark confines of my bathroom
Because the mirrors are not another world, not another me
but a reminder of the battles I failed to overcome,
a reflection of a body that I must look away from,
a question that painfully burned itself into my mind
Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 1:23 AM UTC
When I was five,
things went by fast
like the cursory glances I took
at the buildings and houses outside the window of an expeditious vehicle
And candles were left burning
in and out of the dark
When I was eleven,
things sped up a little more
and I was no longer looking at the world outside my window
but at the small droplets of water impatiently rolling down the sleek glass
And mirrors were objects that I held in my hand,
and stood in front of that contained another world – another me
Now that I’m marked with time
and the depth of the ocean is imprinted right across my heart,
my window is archaic and irrelevant, consumed in dust and moist
For my eyes do not see through them anymore
I am standing outside of it
And the candles are blown out
even in the dark confines of my bathroom
Because the mirrors are not another world, not another me
but a reminder of the battles I failed to overcome,
a reflection of a body that I must look away from,
a question that painfully burned itself into my mind
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