Behind The Shattered Glass

The glass shatters,

Breaking into pieces at my feet,

I stare down at them,

Gazing into the eyes of a hideous beast

Bruised cheeks;
A scar framed face;
Blood shot eyes;
Mascara lines

The picture's disorientated,
Shattered into pieces,
Reflecting on the surface,
How I feel inside

Author's Note

Hmm... Feedback? I'm not sure what I think of this one...

Reviews

[SlightlyOdd]

This was good i like the way it seems like she was looking at it and dropped it at what she'd become

[hoffstetter]

i have no words for how great this was. good stuff :)

[Yari Garcia (Older Prof..]

You posted your profile on the group Awe-Mazing! so I thought I'd check it out. This poem is really good. I like the imagery you used. Even though it's short, it says a lot.

[The White Wolf]

I think it paints a perfect portrait of our inner reflection, which can be so much more realistic than our distorted self image. Some scars can't be seen on the surface, and some can, but how we see ourself due to either of them is who we are inside. Well done.

[Buniheart]

Very painfully breathtaking! Nice place of words, really puts the reader the wings of the person, making it so much more real and easy to associate!! Great work!

[Distant horizons]

Keep it the way it is. Powerful and to the point. Totally wonderific write :-)

[Aravind]

Nice imagery maintained...

Especially the end.. I do suggest trying to reinforce "shattered" into your last stanza.. Helps with the flow!