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Abbeon
Member

since 2006-11-30

Posts 228
Curiousity, and wonder

0 posted 2012-03-25 03:08 PM

Step up to the mirror and face your past,
Look through the eyes of the child that's left,
I know how you feel, no you don't, yes i do,
but, how the hell could you?

You see what you want to, your blind,
To the truth and the lies that swirl around,
You hear all the sounds, but never the words,
nothing that heals, nothing that hurts.

Your hollow in side, a walking shell,
You smile and laugh, the center of attention,
But behind those eyes are tears to be cried,
You put on act, but i see right through it.

Your still a little Girl inside, lost and alone,
Dragging you secrets like you drug your bear,
Big eyes open, staring at they sky, blameless,
Cracks in the mirror.

Calmness fills the air, heavy with regrets,
A lonesome youth scoops up the motionless body,
The bear drops as the tears fall,
the glisten of tears in her knowledge filled eyes.

Cracks inthe mirror, spreading in the silence,
The child raises her arms, a smile on her lips,
As she slowly fades, free of pain,
Innocence freed, Eternal truths.

The sweetness of the first blush, like petals opening,
Youth, learning, knowledge, far to old for her age,
Fade softly, like a promise whispered,
Radiance earned, Eternal promise.

Now do you see? Do you see you?Do you see me?
See we are the same? That's because, my love, i am you.
As you are me. I love me, myself I,
Self discovery, Eternal happiness.

The mirror Shattered, I Walk to it,
Place my palm on it, ignoring the shards,
Ignoring the pain in finding the truth,
Bathed in the blood of rebirth.

Each shard reflects a moment in my life,
Raising my hand from the glass, the mirror grow dim,
I have faced my past, and now, it is make my future,
Spreading my wings, and facing bravely, the trials of life.

Words have power, Im going to unleash the power of my soul.

Idaho Pen
Junior Member

since 2012-08-20

Posts 16
Idaho US

1 posted 2012-08-20 12:43 PM

oh my gosh...how did you know without looking in my mirror. So weak, acting so strong, smiling on the outside, crying on the inside.
you got me and you don't even know me.
Thank you for this

r v wooo
Senior Member

since 2007-08-07

Posts 656

2 posted 2012-08-21 10:32 AM

interesting magic you bring to my monitor with your delightful poem...have an interest in reflection and life beyond the mirror.

humm, often feel...am living on the backside and casting no reflection...looking out instead of in...its like living in the deep dark woods...where the wild things are.

yes, its intriguing to step through monitor glass...takes me back...long...long ago to the witchen kindow and my adventures into the real world...skipping rocks.

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