Dark Poetry #1 |
Mirrored Self-Doubts |
Cyndey Member
since 2000-05-18
Posts 84Arkansas |
I'm tired of thinking My heart beating Is driving me crazy Mirrors always getting in my way I stop look and stare Into some woman's eyes Who is me Yet we look nothing alike I find it hard to turn away Making the ideas cease But still they come The questions How I hate the questions How they nag at me Pulling at my eyelids Tugging at my mouth And so I turn away in disbelief From the woman in the mirror Who is actually my own reflection. |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
I'm one of those people that never look in a mirror, haha it's frightening. haha to see myself looking back and not recognizing who it is. I stopped asking questions long ago, and now just stare. A very great poem, kid. haha Joel.< !signature--> I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. [This message has been edited by Joel the wolf (edited 05-21-2000).] |
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Cyndey Member
since 2000-05-18
Posts 84Arkansas |
Joel... glad to hear that there is some out there who understand this as much as I do! lol Those mirrors get me all the time! hahha Cyndey |
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