Reflecting Crimson Red

Theres a girl in the mirror and she's staring back at me...

Looking in the mirror

I see her staring back

Her cheeks are tinted red

Her eyes are painted black

 

They pour down her face

Tears that fall like rain

They are just a stand-in

A stand-in for the pain

 

Looking out the mirror

I see her watching me

She's everywhere I go

She's seen everything I've seen

 

I've felt the pain

She hides it well

The scars on her arms? 

They feel like hell

 

She stares out of the mirror

Looking back at me

I've seen her every day

The way that she's seen me

 

Blood flows out of her arms

As she watches me from her place

The night has held my hopes

And now it holds my life in its grasp

 

She lays there in her bed

Surrounded in a crimson red

I cannot help but stare at her

For she holds my same fate

 

I hold only her reflection

What happens to her, she does to me

For I am just a mirror

For I am her, and she is me

 

We whisper a little prayer

It flows out in the dark blue sky

We've nowhere else to go

We've nowhere else to fly

 

We tell the old same story

A girl dying in the night

A knife she chose to weild

A life she chose not to fight

Author's Note

Please ignore the rhyming pattern; I know it needs work.

Reviews

[Steph's_romantic_myster..]

This poem is a Sad, yet personal write.. The content expressed here, is very emotional and felt deeply from within. This often makes for the best poetry, for it allows someone to take a journey through your soul, and see the things you saw. The poem makes me want to cry, for I oftened laid in a chrimson puddle waiting to die, But It never came. Your profound insight into this, leads one to know, that sometimes the fight is just too damned hard.. This is an excellent piece and definately worth on its own merit a 100 even with the inconsistant rhythm!!!!

[Raven Starhawk]

This has a haunting beauty that completely intrigues me to the point of carefully reading each line you composed. It is exceptional writing and I like it.

[Calypso]

Well written. It's sad that this happens.

[Sarah Lynn]

I didn't find the rhyming pattern to be an issue at all, I think that it worked with this poem. There was too much emotion in it to be distracted by something as silly as structure. I just love the last few lines. A girl dying in the night paints a very vivid image of the girl and her silent pain. Well done =]

[Sweet & Tender Hooligan]

Brutally honest and heartbreaking in its pain and torment.

[Denise]

Stopping by to show my appreciation for placing SEVENTH PLACE in my emotional poetry contest.

This was a very good poem, wonderful imagery and thoughts and quite a few EXCELLENT stanzas. Though a few parts may have been rough around the edges I still liked the message and instantly fell in love after reading the first four lines

"Looking in the mirror
I see her staring back
Her cheeks are tinted red
Her eyes are painted black"

Thank you for sharing.

[J.A.N]

...This needs work?
Mm, I don't believe so.
This is beautiful, and so powerful.
From the first line to the last, it's amazing.
And how you discribed it was interesting,
and I can feel the sadness, the pain and I love
how amazingly you expressed this. Keep writing.

[Vital Signs 13]

This is so beautiful in a really morbid way. I love the way that this is wrote, your words burned themself into my mind. I love it. There is not an option of hearing what you said, it's totally stranded in your mind.

[MandaBear]

i really liked it makes you really think. You are a good writer so keep it up.

[astoundinglyattractive]

oh! this is so.... i just finessed crying from the last poem i read... and now..... gosh, i need to stop listening to read requests!!! they are always so good and then i cry because of all the emotion in them and why do i read good poems?
-continues to sob-
100/100