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I stare at my mirror trying to find what's wrong with me. I turn away not realizing, but really, not wanting to see. Who was that girl staring back at me? Her face set in sorrow and pain. Why was that girl staring back at me? Her eyes filled with unshed tears. When was that girl beginning to stare back at me? Her whole frame trying to push away whoever came to see. As the hours passed by leaving only silence. The mirror met my eyes, reflecting its image that couldn't help but be engraved into mind. Whatever I held back found its way out. I don't think I can mention that. |
Its could....and i agree with wat the other person said it is a little unclear....but still really good...the way it was written holds some mystery or secret...but maybe its time to let that secret out! well anyone really good poem and i enjoyed reading...so good job....so keep up the good work! Brittany | Posted on 2006-07-20 00:00:00 | by dark_secrets_ | [ Reply to This ] | this is really good. But to me it seems a little unclear. The last part where it says you dont think you can mention that. Maybe you should. Cause to me i know its probly hard to write about it but sometimes you got to. to get it out to make you feel better. But i still do like this keep it up! <33 | | Posted on 2006-07-20 00:00:00 | by justkillme08 | [ Reply to This ] | I can see that you have gone through some changes that have surprised you. I like the 'Who, why and when' at the beginnning of the stanzas; and 'not wanting to see'. You never answer any of your questions and, at the end, leave no answer as to what has changed - making me think. Nice | J | Posted on 2006-08-01 00:00:00 | by deafeningsilenc | [ Reply to This ] | |