A broken girl
With a broken mirror
Stares back at herself
And realizes she's done
Done being a blur
Done being a crier
With every taunt and jeer
Another crack crawls it's way across the mirror
You don't see it appear, because its unclear
And with every scar it becomes blacker
Do you not see the pain in her eyes?
Or the scars you've created?
Every smile you see is a disguise
And every crack feels like acid
Slowly falling apart
Is a young girl just like you
With a damaged heart
You have drew
Her skin is unraveled
With invisibly seen scars
It's like a puzzle
She has put up all the bars
With eyes that are dead and empty
Se is not sad, mad, or angry
She is just there like a wall
Do you see what you have created?
A girl just like you
You have destroyed and ended
With a guilt to heavy to burden you know this is true
Now you just see broken girl
Holding a broken mirror
With her dead eyes you have made, staring back at you
YOU ARE READING
Tortured Mind~ Poems~
PoetryThis is a poem book with an eerie twist to the holidays and seasons. Bringing you deep into the chilling secrets of winter and the hot deceptions of summer.
