The Crystalline Mirror

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The Crystalline Mirror

The gifts I had, I would always cherish.

One of those I had, I did not know yet, would be the end of me.


Never looking at it would have been my save

But my resistance was never strong enough

Something had taken over, the one thing of greed and never waiting.


I look at it, only my face to be shown.

The present is beautiful, as am I.

Everyday, I would look at it, repetition after another.

Only to see myself as the same person that I am everyday.


My desperation of beauty blinded me .

Everyday, hope for inspiration lay before me.

I see a web of illusion I had yet to discover.

My past, and yet I think it is the present.

As the days pass, I still think the same.


Until the fateful day arrived.

I changed something about it.

I finally look at the mirror

Only to see my real present to be revealed.

Not being able to take it anymore, I ended it.

Not knowing that my future was also sealed.


Months go by, and I arrive to adulthood

My desperation had finally faded after so long.

But yet I don't understand, comprehend, get the idea

Why that is still, after so long, the only thing I can think of?

Not wanting to be late, I leave and arrive at the street

I head towards the venue of celebration to prepare everything

Until, that happened, an unfortunate accident.


My last words, shocking, yet they make sense.

Always remembering the last thing in my head.

Following my footsteps, and my age, others' lives faded.

Just like mine, never remembering or knowing why


Forget the crystalline mirror, or you will fade just like me.

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