Mirrors do kill
And I'm not talking about
The shards of sharp glass
That pierce right through
Your tattered skin
I'm talking about
The smooth surface
That reflects light
That shows you
The cause of your pain
And destruction
-when you can't stand your reflection
Not really my best sorry
YOU ARE READING
The Aftertaste
PoetryThese are just a bunch of shitty poems (at least I think they're poems) don't even waste your time
