The Mirror

This poem is mainly about unforgiveness, and the consequences of it.

There is a shattered
glass mirror
in a dark attic room.

It shows me
my future
my pending
foredoom.

How do I fix it?
What do I do?

What would you see
If this reflection was you?

I pick up
the glass pieces
off the cold hardwood floor.

Try to piece
them together.
Make them fit
this once more.

They nick
at my fingers.
They bite
at my thumbs.

How did
I get here?
What have
I done?

I fit the pieces
together
and fight
through the pain.

See my shattered
reflection
looking back
once again.

I see the cracks
in my face,
and the tears
in my eyes.

Like a perfect
toy doll
that's been broken
with time.

I see her lips move
although mine remain closed.
She speaks very softly
almost like a ghost.

"You must forgive
the person you can not.
You must forgive
or your heart will rot."

I don't understand her.
what does she mean?
Surely my heart
is perfectly clean.

"You foolish child,
how can you not see?
How can you not know
what you're doing to me?

I see what's inside you,
I feel all your pain
I know what's been done
to make you this way.

I've been with you through time
Seen you taunted by others
I've been with you at night
while you cry under your covers.

You heart has become hard,
Frozen with time.
And while facing the darkness
it's broken with mine."

"Mirror, Mirror
what  do I do?
How can you fix me?
How can I fix you?"

"Pick up the pieces
one by one,
and glue them together
until it's done.

With each piece you fix
you must let something go.
A bitterness, a hatred,
the things you don't show."

This sounds so bizarre.
What if I've gone mad?
but something tells me I must do this
or I'll always feel bad.

I pick up two pieces.
One in each palm.
I close my eyes tightly.
Try to remain calm.

I think of one person
who's wronged me before.
She would leave me crying,
in the school's bathroom floor.

Her words were like venom
seeping into my skin,
poisoning my blood,
leaving me broken within.

"I forgive you," I say
and I say it with heart
"I forgive you, release you,
give you a new start."

Just like magic
I can't believe my eyes.
The pieces fit together
and double in their size.

I grab up two more pieces
and say the words once more
thinking of another person
who hurt me once before.

The pieces fit together
one by one they grow
as the pain and unforgiveness
finally start to show.

At last my mission's over
as I place the final shard.
And finally feel the freeing
of the heart I tried to guard.

I look back in the mirror,
and see me smiling back.
Not a piece of me is shattered.
There's not a single crack.

I am no longer broken
I am finally free.
not a shed of unforgiveness
shall remain in me.

Reviews

[matrixmark]

Even though poetry isn't my forte, since being on this site i seem to read more and more of it. All the poetry i have read is so comeplling for me to want to read more. I do like the bit where ou said about the mirror nicking you in the fingers and it started to bite at the thumbs. This bit i put percieved as to how what the person has become and not what the person that he or she thinks of themselves (hope that bit makes sense)

Near to the end was really well written...where the pieces fit together and double in size...again very thoughtful in the way that was written out.

I do hope you understand what i am saying..it's the best way i could put it.

Excellent poem

Mark.

[abrooks180]

Thank you so much Mark! I'm glad you enjoyed it. You definitely translated it well. There is alot of symbolism in this poem and it is mainly about unforgiveness, and how if we hold onto grudges or things too long then they end up destroying us. But once we let them go of their guilt, we piece ourselves back together. :) Thanks for the review!

Ashley

[matrixmark]

Not a problem. I just struggled with trying to define my wording correctly. I am so glad that you understood what i was trying to say. Keep up the most excellent work.

Mark.