Silver Eyes

Who's that little girl in my reflection,
Crying and asking for some affection?
I can see the tears in her silver eyes,
They're showing no matter how hard she tries.

She's wanting to reach out for some support,
Because she feels this is her last resort.
Her cold fragile hands won't stop shaking,
And her beating heart just keeps on breaking.

What is she thinking inside of her head?
Is she afraid of what may lie ahead?
There's too many decisions to be made,
To keep her away from the dangerous blade.

Her image slowly starts to disappear,
But around me her voice I can still hear.
As she fades away into the bright light,
I struggle to keep her here with a fight.

Who was that young girl in my reflection,
Crying and asking for some affection?
I can see the tears in my silver eyes,
As I look up it's then I realize.

The little girl who was crying is me.

Copyright © Natalie 2006

{Done for contest. And, I got first.}

Please leave a comment if you downvote it. So I know how I can improve it.