Mirror, Mirror can't you see?
What you show is ruining me.
I hate everything you show me to be,
So I hid my emotions behind lock and key.
I put on a smile, not showing my pain,
Accepting that there is nothing to gain,
All of my hope beginning to drain.
I hate my reflection, please dont yell.
Mirror, Mirror can't you tell?
You are broken, I have failed.
YOU ARE READING
Journal Of The Fallen
PoetryThis is a journal of poetry I've written over the years
