Mirror Coat Spider

The reflections of A Schoolgirl Who Simply can't be heard. The institutional scale torture,and bureaucracy part in it. A impartial symbolical story of taking control.

Mirror Coat Spider

Sat in a chair, alone with myself. Looked out the window.

Looked in the reflection, looked back at me, me looking back at myself.

Eyes unfamiliar examined me from within the reflection, within the glass, behind the glass.

 

My tormentor’s scars within my eyes.
My unfit voices mirror theirs.

I was a trapdoor spider.

 I sat and waited.

I was quiet my voice an aspiration of what it could be.

 

Now I speak and will be heard.

 The spider springs her trap.

 Their transgressions for all to see.

No longer shared between the mirror and me.

Author's Note

Dedicated to my cousin. Please be critical and help me improve. I thank you kindly for the time you've taken to read my work. I hope I brought you some insight or joy.