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by Unseen Exposure Aug 16, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
:-( She looks in the mirror, What a terrible disgrace, You can see what she's been through, With just a look at her face, Long sleeves are the mask, They cover the true pain, But don't dare bring them up, She's already so ashamed, Tears find her every night, To cradle her as she sleeps, Touching all the sadness, That no one ever sees, They say inside she's pretty, But little do they know, That everything inside her, Buried itself six feet below,Waking every morning, She dreads the new day breaking, All it means for her, Is another day of faking, “I hate that wretched mirror!, My reflection never changes, I swear I'll smash this mirror, Until everything rearranges.” With that she takes a fall, Onto the bathroom floor, She cradles her knees and cries, She can't take it anymore, And then she spots the razor, And craves for it's fiery burn, She hopes to fix the pain, A lesson she'll never learn, But soon the tears do stop, And the hurt starts to descend, All she has to do is prepare herself, Until the mirror betrays again… ** Please Comment / Vote. If you have an opinion, do share. **
by Danielle
wow, that was a great poem... written very very well... the words flowed awesome! Keep it up alright? I can't wait to read more!
by Ruby
Amazing poem. I hope that it's not true for you though.