Mirror image

by Milla   Dec 15, 2008


Young, bruised and fragile
laying on the floor
small and bleeding child
but still begging for more.

Incapable of seeing
the pain that he laid
on this small small kid
who once had it made.

Smiles of laughter
and tears of joy.
once filtered out of the mouth
of this little sad boy.

he is out of breath,
and taking a break.
Stepping away seeing his
eyes awake.

the pain in his eyes.
becoming a little more clearer.
no this cant be
but himself in a mirror.

His inner thoughts
right there like an open book.
He was to scared
and seemed to over look,

the point that it his him
all a long
causing him self pain.
he feels so wrong.

He just couldn't believe it.
Shattered the lies away.
Still laying on the floor.
till this very day.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Nobodys Hero

    This is a very sad write yet you wrote it very well =] Great job the flow is consistant and the rhyme is carried throughout ^^

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