I was walking gently without worry
With a smile on my face and joy within me
I was being my happy self
But one day, as I was strutting my worries away
I walked upon a mirror, lying on the floor
I planned to merely glance upon it
But I got sucked inside the null
I started questioning myself
"What am I doing?"
"Isn't this silly?"
"Why?"
The once bright world that was once around me had now turned black
my heart felt like it was diminishing, it felt disheartening
The merriness within me was gone to ash
The smile on my face faded off
I no longer felt happy
Sadness was in me now
There was a ladder now
Not a mirror under me
No matter how I hard I try to climb it
I couldn't, some force of some sort was stopping me
As my fingers started to lose grip, a daze of fear struck me
I was falling, and I couldn't get up no matter how I try
as one mere finger stood in the way of my life
I was frozen with fear, I was horrified
It felt like staring death in the face
The finger broke
I fell
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Reflections- a series of poems
PoetryTreat this like a mirror. An apparatus that gazes into the porcelain smiles we all wear every day. These poems are as cluttered and disorganized as that of the emotions we keep to ourselves, and to ourselves alone
