I stare at the long, sparkly reflection of myself,
My mouth is set in line with a tight jaw,
I tell myself that one day I will change,
That one day I will have it all.
I ponder through my memories as I stare the creature in the eye,
Oh, I wonder why a person was made like this,
Why did God make us transform into evil,
Why did all of my followers,
Not dare make a sound?
But why was it that when I look at you,
I see something else,
A beauty maybe,
Staring back, a stranger,
I had tears escaping my swollen eyes,
But how was I to know which reflection it belonged too.
Then you were standing behind me,
Only in the reflection of course,
Your eyes swoon over me protectively,
And I wish to you silently,
Please hold me tight?
I snarl. I glare. I squint and curse. I scream. I act bitter.
I only want what’s best for you,
I want you to leave me in my dreams,
Knowing that I can face reality on my own,
It is too much to bear,
Knowing I see you every night my eyes squeezed tight,
I would rather not know what I am missing out on.
I am a monster to others; I am a lover to you.
I am your world.
So please set me free?
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