Every morning I see a reflection
Of someone, something that isn't me,
I'm someone else's creation, masterpiece even;
That's created from their manipulation and mistrust.
N/a- This poem, I feel I have so much to say about it. As for me its not just words on a page, its such emotions, such depths all so raw, yet these no one will ever see. No one really knows the real reason behind a poem nor the meanings. A poet can explain till their hearts content about a poem, but unless they are within, feeling the raw emotions flowing through when writing it, I guess no one will ever truly understand nor know...
Mirrors are of a lying fiction, they produce the things we want to see mentally. They don't even have to show ourselves, they can be like a portal into a persons past, allowing for them to relive it over all by seeing their reflection of what has been caused by it...
Anyways, sorry for all this confusion, I doubt anyone could follow that, an if you could, I don't know what to say, maybe you'll understand this poem better than others.
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Four Lines Of Insanity (#wattys2016)
Poetry∞ First addition to my poetry books ∞ This book is dedicated to @MidnightBlue-13. I had four lines of a poem an was driving me insane, an she told me to make a book of all my poems, so here they are, my creation of four line poems. Enjoy ;) ❤T...
