Hello, mirror image

The person i see is hollow.

Hello, Mirror image.
Undeniably beautiful.
With Skin like porcelain
crack after crack after crack.
Head smashed
Painted on eyes,

We scream sadness
from a mouth like a blow up doll.

 

Touch the glass,
and you touch a window into blackness
a portal…into
nothing.
A definition of the soul.
Some song plays in the background
but you only hear your own tears
the pain is the soundtrack.
To life.

 

A new age mr.poe
words like oil,

When spilled it causes more damage
than inspiration
Your heart is under the floorboards
beating thumping calling
for someone
anyone
to walk all over it
You don’t know what your doing.

Goodbye, mirror image
whom you looked upon once every day.
It recorded every sigh and smile
the latter is only a myth.
The sound goes on sale,
to the public eye, your public image
is Undressed.

Naked, not just nude.
But how you like it. How you enjoy to be seen.
Like the image in the mirror.
Your hollow shell.

 

Author's Note

Be sweet; )

Reviews

[Aristophanes]

I really like the idea of emptiness of the image in the mirror... You portray the pain of the emptiness very well. I like the images... Specially the line "A new age mr.poe words like oil, When spilled it causes more damage than inspiration" This is so so true.. sometimes we feel like words escapes us and we are someone totally different without the ability to produce anything palpable... This one is very powerful and the imagery is excellent. GREAT WORK!!!

[Gheeneil]

Oh, this is so dark. Powerful display of emotions and great imagery. Nice one.