Fractured ReflectionA Poem by Sanctuary DementiaLooking into the fractured mirror Staring into closed empty eyes Seeing nothing shining there Except the old broken rusted cries The leading passageway into open scars With the bleeding flood of removing pain Tugging inward trying to close those doors And leave only the blood flowing in the rain Building and building to drown out my heart Yet ripped and torn held close by the thorns Feeling nothing inside, the light is dark Yet experiencing every area that’s tattered and torn That smiles darkly over the mirror in my mind Which screams at me as it rips into my reflection The wish to escape deep within myself So that perhaps I would, for the world, feel no affection © 2011 Sanctuary DementiaAuthor's Note
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Added on April 19, 2011 Last Updated on April 19, 2011 AuthorSanctuary DementiaNMAboutMisery is one of my nicknames, it at one point all that I was for both myself, as well as for those around me. I was vile, I was cruel, and I do stil retain the ability to be as such, but Ive learned .. more..Writing
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