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Death in a Mirror
A girl just stares
Straight at me
She doesn't move
She doesn't speak
Her face so white
Her lips bright red
Her skin so pale
She could be dead
Her eyes so cold
An icy dark blue
But then they fade
To a blackened hue
Her lips turn crimson
Her eyes then bleed
She looks so lonely
Her expression, it pleads
Her fists are clenched
She begins to shake
Slashes all over her
That she would make
I saw a small blade
In her hand of her right
She held it gently
At the same time so tight
She had lifted the blade
Placed it at her skin
Made small red cuts
So deep but so thin
I began to cry
As I watched this torture
I wanted to help her
I wanted to save her
She made me so angry
As she sliced on
Her eyes filled with guilt
She knew this was wrong
I lifted my fist
And punched her face
The mirror crashed
Glass all over the place
The girl there was me
I looked down and saw red
I was dying
Could have already been dead
I fell to the floor
I cried as i sang
I sang to the world
Of the death but no pain...
That was magnificent! honestly... I can't relate, I've never been dead, or cut myself, so ya... but still, GREAT POEM!
That's a great poem. I love it.
i can say "wow" ... this poem was so touching that i even cried and i'm not one to cry over just anything.
god... I can relate to this too well.. so well that its frightening. i always thought i was alone in this world... but now im starting to second guess. thank you for sharing, keep it up. i'd like to hear from you sometime, maybe we'll find what is really right....
wow that was awsome i can relate though no body knows shhhh dont tell a soul even though they can read it here. my friends u know they think they know u until they really do keep up the great work this is one of my fave poems now. thank you
That is an amazing poem!
i can relate to this.....all too well.
I really enjoyed this. Wonderful poetry.