Nicole Dawn May 2015
Mirror mirror
On the wall
Who's the fairest
Of them all?

Not you

Mirror mirror
On the wall
Who's the one
About to fall?

You are

I shatter the mirror
And use the shards
To bleed the memories
From my skin

Mirror mirror
On the wall
You pushed me
Off the cliff so tall

*You deserved it
This is really cheesy.....
AnActualToaster Jan 2015
Mirror, mirror on the wall
When's my turn to finally fall?
Nicole Ashley Apr 2015
After I cry, I'll stare at myself in the mirror. That way my mind can tell me that when the red leaves my eyes,  it'll be the same thing as healing.
Brianna Ki Apr 2014
Mirror, mirror on this wall, I’ll remember you as you fall.

In slow motion you crumble, you stood so strong.
Keeping all records of their wrongs, but why?
Your burden was what you reflected, what you surround.
You fell in the open, but no one heard a sound.

Discouraged and misplaced, you shattered
All of your pieces scattered.

Broke apart to create a work of art
Written Sept. 25th 2013
told me
“Go out and
meet new and different people
called strangers,” but I asked, “Where do
I meet them?” They shrugged
so I gave
them a
May 29, 2013
Abi Sweeney Mar 2014
Pull out a mirror and look at your soul.
You probably cant see anything through all that filth.
Lianna Walters May 2015
Mirror, Mirror,* on my wall,
I just want to be thin, pretty and tall.

Mirror, Mirror, if I change my hair,
Maybe someone will start to care?

Mirror, Mirror, if I starve myself,
At least I’ll be beautiful, forget my health.

Mirror, Mirror, if I cut my wrist,
Will I feel like I exist?

Mirror, Mirror, don’t you see?
What you show, is ruining me.
Why do I constantly hate what I see?
Madame Red Sep 2014
Here I am staring in the mirror
Looking at what couldn't be clearer
I feel disgust and anger when I look
But I was thinking a bullet was all it took
To end a long life time of pain and sorrow
Maybe there would be no tomorrow
...At least for me that is.....
unknown Apr 2015
Mirror mirror on the wall,
    Break the logic and make me see a star

Mirror mirror can't you see,  
     the angel you're showing is a demon to me

Mirror mirror despite the truth,
     And show me a lie of my ugly bruise

Mirror mirror hide my scars,
     Maybe then I'll handle the fact

Mirror mirror can't you see,
    What you're showing is destroying me

Mirror mirror why are you so cruel,
    You've ruined life's without making a move

Mirror mirror on the wall,
     The fucking society is responsible for it all

                                             And you know what the funniest thing is?
                                       We blame the society and don't realize we are it.
Mirror , mirror* ..
What do you see ?
A lost girl , that looks like me ..
Mirror , mirror*
Help me breathe
I come to you for comfort ,
Not for vanity ..
You tell me when I look sad
When I look happy
When I look professional
When I look crappy
But you don't tell me , how you view me ..
You only tell me , what I see ..
Mirror , mirror
Tell me what do you see *
When my face is hidden , and my hearts incomplete*..
Richard j Heby Apr 2014
reality does not exist
in the mirror
lucy Aug 2014
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Build me up and watch me fall
Spend me, draw from the wells of my soul
There is nothing there, but it's your call
Drain me, bleed me dry
I've already started with this blade
My oh my, now there's blood on the floor
The darkness has engulfed me
Watch me set fire to my empty heart
I'll burn brighter than the flames of hell
Mirror, mirror made of glass
Your broken shards in my hands
Are covered, stained bright red
What they did is caliginous
I'm choking on blood, down on my knees
I'm nothing but broken bones and desparate pleas so
Mirror, mirror, how long until I finally fall?
*Not long my dear, so give it your all
I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful --
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.
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