More than a reflection

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 19:28 -- Morgen

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The girl is distorted

Like a penny at the bottom of a lake

She kneels to the ground

Her gentle frame starting to shake

This is the child

Who painted a world on the dark canvas of night

This is the girl

Who, with rays of hope, weaved gloom into light

Yet through the smiles

This child begins to break

In her reflection

She sees the word “mistake”

 

The less there is

The more she seems to see

It is not flaw she fears

Though in flawless captivity

She became too good at reaching each goal

and yet,

The ideal she most longs for is taking control

Wondring, does it stop?

And long for the day she is free

'till she accepts herself

her world will continue spiraling. 

 

 

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Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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