Pieces of Me

Written 5/26/15 'Don't bother picking up the broken pieces They're too sharp to touch And too small to matter'.

Standing at the vanity,
Peering blankly
Into a silver reflection,
There beholds my twin
The other side of me.

Every flaw
Every imperfection
Every ugly word;
Spoken, thought or heard
Is unnerving me.

Severing all ties
To her...
I imagine
Smashing this carbon copy of me.
Watching
As the broken;
Reflective
Fragments
.
.
.
Fall.

Whispering to her
I say;
'Don't bother picking up the broken pieces
They're too sharp to touch

And too small to matter'.
[End]

Author's Note

The entire time I was working on this piece I was thinking of this Evanescence song.
[No, it did not inspire it. The poem just reminded me of the song]

Reviews

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Wow, what an image... standing in a mirror and seeing a part of yourself you don't like, smashing it so it leaves nothing but shards, to sharp to put back together... a wonderfully unique way of saying I no longer recognize this part of myself, or I want to get rid of it... well-done!

[GreenEyedPoet]

Thanks Tom!
That's definitely how I felt - wanting to get rid of something I didn't like about myself.

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you are welcome, Ashley... thanks for sharing all these with me... may have taken me months to find them all on my own :)

[GreenEyedPoet]

No problem. :P

[sereenaoutloud]

hey you?
thought i would re -read this awesome write again...it is so raw and powerful!! totally love it!!

[GreenEyedPoet]

It's perfect for me to read today, cause this is exactly how I've felt all morning/afternoon.

[sereenaoutloud]

NO piece is EVER too small to not MATTER!!
You matter Ashley!! chin up my friend >hugs

[GreenEyedPoet]

Heh I don't feel that way. Besides I was speaking more of the mirror smashing part.

[sereenaoutloud]

oh ....heheheh yeh i totally knew that..pffft ...(trying to act all cool like) heheh

[africa]

Great. Different coloured wording gave great texture to a very interesting piece. Thank you.

[GreenEyedPoet]

Thanks Africa.

[africa]

Uu r welcome

[jb]

Nice job...your a wonderful writer:)

[GreenEyedPoet]

Thank you Jessica! :]

[jb]

Your soooo welcome :)

[Robert]

Your truly express your feelings so well in this piece. Well done Greenetedpoet.

[GreenEyedPoet]

Thank you Robert! :]

[B]

A very good poem
fighting one's weakness
Vanity is the worse
And if we are to be entirely honest
We all hold some of that poison
A mirror is a reflection of self honesty
And correction

Very Righteous
Love it

[GreenEyedPoet]

I don't know if its a reflection of self honesty for everyone. I think for a lot of people a mirror is a deceitful thing.
Anyways glad you liked it! Thanks for checking it out hun. :)

[B]

Depends on how you look at that mirror
The mirror within itself is a honest tool to increase your sense of seeing
otherwise it wouldn't be used in a car to aid you drive better

[~]

You did find the perfect music for this poem. There are times in our life where the balance is broken. May you soon find it dear friend. Hugs :D

[GreenEyedPoet]

You can never go wrong with Evanescence. :D
Hugs! Thanks Moony! (That's my new name for you hehe).

[~]

From a sweet and gorgeous one, I'll take it :D

[GreenEyedPoet]

Ok SG Moony. :P

[~]

hehehe, beat you this time pretty eyes! :D

[GreenEyedPoet]

You definitely did but I'm still saying it! Lol.

[Gee]

Really good Ashley,and the ending is worth getting hung for plagiarism !!Yep,like this a lot

[GreenEyedPoet]

Lol yea I should probably give credit for that last line.
But anyways glad you liked it! Thanks for checking it out Gee! :]

[dan]

We all have 'another self' that we hide away from even ourselves, tightly fit with masks when we do let it out...some call it our doppelgänger, or evil twin...like Billy Joel sings in "The Stranger,"..."Well we all have a face that we hide away forever and we bring them out and show ourselves when everyone has gone; some are satin some are steel, some are silk and some are leather, they're the faces of the Stranger but we love to try them on." I do, however, LOVE Amy Lee's unmistakable voice accompanying your terrific write; "too sharp to touch and too small to matter." A GREAT way to end a piece of this type of scope and breadth. I like your style, Ashley, well done. take care...dan

[GreenEyedPoet]

We definitely all have two sides, my dominant one is usually my darker side [it's not evil just dark lol. Big difference]. I actually have another poem on here about the two sides - it's called 'Me on the Inside'.
That sounds like a very interesting song, I'm gonna have to remember to check it out! :]

I'm glad you liked the song and are enjoying my poems! Thanks for stopping by and checking them out Dan! :D

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the complete poem. Led to a good ending and logic.
'Don't bother picking up the broken pieces
They're too sharp to touch
And too small to matter'.
The above lines. Outstanding wisdom. Thank you for the good song and amazing poetry.
Coyote

[GreenEyedPoet]

Glad you liked both the song and the poem Coyote!
Thanks for checking it out. :D

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.