Mirrors edge

A description of her friend and her fight against Anorexia.

She has a smile of moonlight

that pierce veil and fog

full and true

with jewels for eyes

and hair of dawns light.

sweet and sophisticated

like the sugar in your tea.

she is everything

but once she was nothing

once her eyes were not jewels.

she was bewitched.

cursed

upon a mirrors edge she saw not herself

but a demon.

terrible and persistent.

frail and deathly lonely.

rotting.

it was her.

or so she thought.

and she listened to it.

its whispers

and became as it.

but her heart knew.

but her heart knew.

i am more than this.

and so she looked upon the demon.

and saw it was hollow.

empty and dead.

and all it wanted was to make her like so.

empty of flesh, soul and heart.

this she could not do.

and so she turned from mirrors edge.

and broke the creature.

and so people saw again.

what she was.

 a smile of moonlight

that pierce veil and fog

full and true

with jewels for eyes

and hair of dawns light.

but also a spirit of iron.

and the will of an angel.

yet the kindness of a child. 

she was something beautiful.

made from broken glass.

oh what a mosaic the world had made that day.

Author's Note

I love thr poem and i am unsure whether i will change it directly but the pointers are appreciated!

Reviews

[annabellee]

Such a great description of such a horrible thing, I absolutly loved the line "she was something beautiful made from broken glass". That really touched me. Excellent write :)

[carol burgess romance]

Such a terrible thing to be cursed with...good write