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Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

0 posted 2001-07-18 08:45 PM

When I look at my reflection
what is it that I see?
There is nothing but a blank face,
it's staring back at me.

I feel so little any more
I don't know if I care what will be,
there is just a blank face
that keeps staring back at me.

Deep inside of this heart
there is no love, it can not be,
because when I look in the mirror
there is a blank face, it's staring back at me.

All of this caring seems to be gone
there is nothing that I can see,
there is just this face in the mirror
emotionless, it stares back at me.

There is nothing left to give.
Why is it you can not see?
Do you see my reflection in the mirror
as it just sits there staring
......staring back at me?

~I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance~ Garth.

Suetang
Member Ascendant

since 2001-03-07

Posts 5187
Melbourne, Australia

1 posted 2001-07-18 09:51 PM

This was so sad but beautifully written.
Take care....Sue

Suetang

Honeybee
Member Ascendant

since 1999-12-26

Posts 5372
Ontario, CANADA

2 posted 2001-07-18 09:53 PM

Donna~

Well expressed with a simple, yet, effective rhyme scheme full of sad emotion, I can relate~

Take care,
Melissa~

inot2B
Member Elite

since 2000-09-18

Posts 2205
Arkansas

3 posted 2001-07-19 09:02 AM

"I feel so little any more
I don't know if I care what will be,
there is just a blank face
that keeps staring back at me."

I have felt this way for oh so long. So I threw away that mirror and am now feeling renewed.

Cpat Hair

Member Patricius

since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

4 posted 2001-07-19 09:18 AM

sad... yet well written.. I enjoyed

MARK V SHELDON
Member Elite

since 2001-06-21

Posts 3015
In a corporeal internship...

5 posted 2001-07-19 03:33 PM

Perhaps, try looking at a picture -- a snapshot of you from a different, happier time -- instead. When this triggers positive memories, notice that you can still feel, and with that, realize that a change of input results in a change of output... Although this poem projects solemn despair, the subject is transformable with a little desire and effort... Well expressed, though.

-MVS

-MVS

"When you tell the Truth, you never have to remember what you just said."
--Del Casher

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