Mirror

Enjoy this excerpt from my book, Caged: A poetic collection of the African American Experience. To buy a copy please visit www.tbdarks.ecwid.com

Mirror

 

I boil beneath her gaze, festering like a sore

Engulfed in flames, a pain I ignore

 

Her eyes undress me, revealing what I hide

The secrets I have guarded, the tears I have cried

 

She is cruel, in the way she sees,

Picking apart my serenity,

Hoisting me up, like strange fruit on a tree

 

My skin scarred, like dirt in fresh snow

I smell the burning of flesh, that I recognize as my own

 

I swing back and forth, controlled by the wind,

as she whispers the weaknesses I hold within

 

She cuts me down when I've accepted defeat.

My head hangs low, like the branches of a tree

 

I wouldn't dare look up, to behold my enemy.

With one look in the mirror

I recognize her as me.

Author's Note

Enjoy this excerpt from my book, Caged: A poetic collection of the African American Experience.
To buy a copy please visit www.tbdarks.ecwid.com

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