Broken mirror

by killingkupid   Nov 18, 2007


This mirror is broken,
It must be cracked.

Today it shows my face,
all rearranged and back.
Those are my eyes
gleaming in the sun.
There are my teeth,
in a smiling mouth

But last night all it could see,
were tears on my cheeks.
Tears of blood and hate
streaked with in my fate.
Crimson taking its place,
staining my skin.

This mirror is broken,
It must be cracked.
Who is this stranger,
smiling and starring back

Right,
Thats the fake me.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Stephanie

    Oh my gosh. You have no idea what this poem means to me. I have beeen trying to find a poem that shows how I feel every single day. And this is it!!!!!! Thank you so much!!!!!

  • 17 years ago

    by Finalgravedigger

    Yes indeed sometimes it is hard to look into our own reflections nice poem 4/5 maybe u can read one of mine.