You offer me your hand to reassure me it would be okay.
I push you away and shatter you into a million little pieces, unable to be put back together.
I stare down at the sharp corners left of my shattered mirror on the floor. My tears reflected down, doubling the pain.
I wiped my face to feel nothing. My eyes dry, and my mascara still.
The mirror only reflected what I could see, no one else saw.
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I wrote this about looking into the mirror and not accepting what you see. You see what no one else can see. You see your flaws and your pain and hurt. You see your scars, bumps and "flaws" but others don't notice, because they're not looking at you. They are looking into they're mirror too. Accept yourself and love you for who you truly are. Hope you liked my poem and hopefully resonated in some part with you.
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My Night-time Poetry
PoetryI sometimes write poems at night when I'm feeling too inspired to sleep, so this is my poem dump for when I can't sleep at 04:07 AM on a saturday. Please enjoy, and keep in mind this is just a side night hobby of mine, not perfect or professional in...
