Reflection

Reflection

A Poem by Ms. Anthrope

Slow stroll down a dark hallway; walls covered with mirrors
I start to struggle with fear as I sense something is near
I see the pain in my own eyes, hiding the last some odd years
It was in my heart always, I guess it just comes with the tears
Nothing is real unless I make it, So I can't see it
If this is something you feel then take it, I don't need it
I plant the seed and feed it to see if it gets through dirt
The answer you need is a secret, so first prove your worth
If the truth hurts I wonder if it's best to be lied to
Maybe you think you should stay in the dark and let God find you
I crept up behind you and tapped your shoulder, with a force felt
Until death I'll remind you that you're just talking to yourself
There is more than one of me? Am I just stuck inside a game
Cause this isn't fun to me, I just don't have the time of day
Night and morning merged into a sky that's grey miles away
Inside a maze, How'd I get here? Somehow I'll find a way
Am I okay? Why do I stay inside this kind of place?
Trying to chase down that imposter disguised with my face
If I could interpret what her eyes say, I'd say my pain
And if could ask her who she was, she’d reply with my name…
 

© 2008 Ms. Anthrope


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Added on April 9, 2008

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Ms. Anthrope
Ms. Anthrope

City of Angels, CA, India



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A tender 23 years of age, with the mind of an old fashioned fart.... An ordinary girl with outlandish views as well as a down to earth attitude... Shamingly enough, I am not new to this, as I had been.. more..




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