Don't Cry...

by Leigh   Jun 19, 2008


White waterlillies glowing
On the mirror's face,
I see my eyes on the silver surface, staring back at me,
My reflection dances before me,
So close, I feel like she's a part of me now.
I can feel her tears on my own cheek -
"Don't cry..." I whisper to her.
Reach out to touch her ghostly face,
The mirror ripples under my finger,
And she dances away from me again...
Gone, where is she now?
I need my other half, but she left me -
Left me here alone.
I scream her name, beg her to return,
I hear her laughter escape from my lips as I search for her.
I know she's here somewhere.
Throw myself into the mirror -
Where is she?
I feel her hands around my neck,
Holding me down.
Her breath in my lungs, suffocating me now.
Can't break the surface, see her up there,
Laughing like this is a game.
One hand closing my throat,
The other holding the knife.
I feel it as she digs the tip into her flesh -
Her flesh, my flesh, I'm bleeding now.
Mirror turning red now.
She laughs through my lips,
Her last breath leaving me now-
Bubbles break the surface of the mirror,
As she fades away, fades away with me...
Her watery grave was my ending.
White water lillies on the mirror's surface
Turning deep scarlet in her blood.
Her blood, my blood.
We're dying in eachother's arms,
Just as I always dreamed...
The ripples fade away,
The mirror is empty and gray once more.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Amaranthine

    First I must thanku for the comment on my poem. =]
    Yours is so dark and sumwat magical to me.
    It was 2 forces but together.
    " her blood, my blood"
    "laughs through my lips''
    You speak of this mirror world when all along it was herself. I luv how you detail and write this. Great job.