12:30 p.m. -- -the mirror
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05/13/1998 anger, has drowned my fear darkness has drained my tear lomeliness will hold me back from screaming and yelling and never stop hating myself depression has long gone faded happiness went right behind it fear locked the door to my dreams dreams opened my life to see to see myself through that mirror so cold looking to see if that's really me seing those two eyes staring back at me two eyes so empty wanting to be to be tha same ones who had not yet cried cried from the anger thats been kept locked inside inside this body that tore me and cut me and slashed me to death and brought me up to take one last breath to swallow inside all the anger i had and the darkness and loneliness that the mirror kept stealing from those empty eyes that i see in that mirror laughing back at me i picked up a rock i aimed and threw and shattered my own self to break out and be free free from that mirror that kept taking me that turned me insane and cursed me taking a glass i laughed right into me looking to see my own reflection killing me. Samantha book funny faces the corridor of poetry bookshelf stories 'n stuff cast |