Reflection

I thought I knew the girl in the mirror.

A fimaliar face has now become clearer.

Her eyes have turned dark and her smile unaware.

But the pain in her eyes was not always there.

Her lips are pursed shut and her hair is astray.

I takes all her power just to make it through the day.

Her mind will not function and her heart will not beat.

The pain is too much, and she has admitted defeat.

Reviews

[Maggie]

Perfect emotion, perfect description. This one is a favorite

[Jared Hughes]

Good poem about reflection. I often reflect as well. Great poem!

[Save the Trees, Save th..]

wow that is really good...it was simple and beautiful