My Mirror

the poem i wrote most recently, i believe it was on Friday, is how I've felt for quite some time. i don't think normal words can describe how i feel on a daily basis, and this isn't perfect either, but it's closer. i call this poem My Mirror.

the mirror in which my soul lives
a dark space filled with holes.
a crack down the center
held together by the love of a friend.
there is no sun in my mirror
only shooting stars,
one for every failed wish.
not a single cloud in sight
yet it rains every night.
my mirror is hidden
by a facade of smiles.
the only hint of the truth
are my honest eyes.
Darkfaint Darkfaint
18-21, F
Dec 10, 2012