Reflection

by Wasted Fake Smiles   Apr 1, 2008


Looking in the mirror, disgusted by what I see,
Who is this other person staring back at me?
What happened to the girl that looked so alive?
Don't know how I've managed so long to survive...

Each day the breaths get harder as life slips away,
When everything is broken, what's really left to say?
How do I force this fake smile upon my lips?
Each time I pull myself back up again, I trip.

Life is a battle that I am fighting alone,
No one in this world has seen the tears I've shown.
I lock it all inside, and plaster on that smile of mine,
Tell everyone I'm happy; tell everyone I'm fine.

The more I live, the closer I am to death,
As I now struggle hard to catch my breath.
Old memories and nightmares haunt my days,
Never in the present...always in my familiar haze.

This reflection I stare upon could not be of me...
From this pain (and of my past) I long to be free.
Stare into my eyes and see this pain,
I know I'm not ok, because there's nothing left to gain.

-WFS-

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  • 16 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Good work hun love it xxxxxxxxxx

  • 16 years ago

    by Natalie

    I used to once feel this way. And I have to say, its the worst feeling in the world. You're defiantly not alone... Just keep your head high. Things will get better, trust me. I've been there.
    Nicely done poem. Keep it up!