Reflection.

*** Any suggestions on how to improve this one would be greatly appreciated. **

With an ashen dress draped over her fatigued body,
she glides through the trees and rustles the leaves,
trudging along the dirt path, kicking up rocks and weeds,
and with coming upon the pond set in the middle she stops,
dead silence as she looks in and sees a girl...
so young and carefree, laughing and smiling.
Innocence so pure and eyes so genuine.
And i know that somewhere along the sun driven path,
i have made mistakes and lost my way,
i have made regrets and caused some pain.
i have slashed some hearts and skinned some knees,
and i have crossed my fingers and wished to die.
But with my reflection into my past today,
a clear vision to my shattered soul,
at the hands of the devil...moments away from his grip.
a lush squandering for his poison.
My heart pounds within my chest of flames
And with thunder in my hands and lightning in my eyes,
I clash against the raging clouds.
I will fall to the depths of hell, and walk right through,
and get my soul back before the devil even knows I'm there.

© Jenna Elphick
August 19 2006