what a beautiful light in the distance
I feel its warm sense
I wish I could reach it
but I don't deserve
what's on that path
I don't deserve
being called like that
I try to keep calm
so I look the other way
and I see darkness up ahead
I know I should just stay
but something about it calls my name
I know I shouldn't go near
but it's so dark that's it seems real
I look back again
to see the light one more time
it's so beautiful
and I know this is my last time
seeing such thing
cause once I'm pass the line
I won't come back
but before I go
there's a mirror in the floor
it's shattered in half
and I see my reflection in both parts
but for some reason
they're not the same
two different me
that are hidden I guess
a princess and a goner
just like the paths I'm about to take
I touch the mirror
and they take my hand
in that moment I decide to split in half
the goner goes to the darkness
where's the reality of life
the princess goes to the light
to shine more bright
sure it's not fair
but they're just to little girls
that don't know any better
YOU ARE READING
Just don't
PoetryPoems from the lonely heart that always silence what they want to say. Mostly for fear of starting something they don't want to see it end.
