The ReflectionA Poem by TheLoneWriter
I see a lost puppy.
Roaming around Searching for answers To questions That we're unsolved. I see a dying flame Loosing its fire Because its held on so long But now it has to let go. I see an infant. Clueless of its surroundings Seeming to block out everything That didn't satisfy them. I see a broken record. Torn and unusable Unloved by anyone Useless now Having no control over itself. I see a piece of foil. Stretched thin, Frail and fragile, Seeming as if it were strong, But can't stop a tear. I see a tiger. Proud and strong, Able to run away, From fear, Because it knows, It can't stop to face it. I see a tissue. Used past its purpose, Thrown away, Couldn't be used for anything else, As if it was useless, I see a deer. Prancing through forests, Believing in its own strength, Never knowing its weakness, Until its dead. I see a girl. A girl I recognize well, Insecure but still standing, On two feet, I thought knew her, But the reflection knows her better. © 2013 TheLoneWriterReviews
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