Friday, August 20, 2010

Mirror

I look in the mirror but what do I see
The shell of me that the others see
That is all I choose to show
No one is allowed to see

For to show more
Would show a wound that bleeds
Flowing out of me forever
Never finding another to seal it
It flows as the moon rises and falls
But I do not show it

This wound I hide away
Not allowing anyone to see
For the pain I hide is too great
For mere mortals cannot concieve
Of the Pain I bear
And the Evil I have seen

I look the the mirror and what do I see
A shell of a woman that all others see
But no one see's me

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