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reflections.

March 4, 2015
By roeiguess SILVER, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
roeiguess SILVER, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
hell is empty; all the devils are down here.


Despite the mirrors reflecting me,
it's not me with all simplicity.
I see someone looking perfectly fine,
though I'm sure that reflection isn't mine.
I feel broken and impaired,
don't push, don't fight; I'm not prepared.
The reflection copies my moves,
its body matches my every bruise.
I hear voices whispering everywhere,

I've looked at the mirror with too much stare.

I turn my head to walk away,
but the reflection is there to stay.
The hallucinations go on and on,
from morning to night, they're never gone.
And though I move, it yet stay still,
watching as seconds, by hours, by days fill.
And one day, I stare at it and realize,
that I watch myself and it stay paralyzed.
That I watch myself too much to care,
that someone was always there.



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