My Mirror Of Torture

[Ariya]

Here I am staring at my reflection,
I'm not vain, shallow or fake,
I do not look with any affection,
No pride in my appearance do I take.
Yet here I am staring at my reflection,
I'm trying to find something,
I'm trying to find anything,
Something, anything of beauty,
A small token for me to give,
A smile behind my crying eyes,
Something for you to fall in love with.
I'm still looking,
Deep in this painful mirror,
Seeing nothing but revulsion,
Nothing but horror.

[Jack]

I think that a lot of your poems reflect your confusion, fear, doubted faith and demons. This one straight up pierces me in the heart. I frequently find myself having similar thoughts to the ones mentioned in this piece. A lack in confidence but a denial of that fact and a strength founded in belief is what I read. I think you like to think of yourself as unique. Hell, don't we all. But there's a desire to go against and somehow attract an individual that you're interested in despite all of this.

-Jack

[jamjfly]

*Mouth drops open in AWE!!!!!* Brilliant. I have nothing else to say. I am at a loss for words.

[Cutiepie00]

That was great. Great job!

[Ariya]

Thanks. n.n I appreciate the comments. :3

[Rincewind]

Its pretty good , sounds a bit self reflecting and depressing :(

[Kyubil_19]

Look past the mirror the mirror doesnt define you you are you the mirror isnt.The mirror is a reflection but not you it might not show you what you want to see but the mirror maybe your friend and maybe not.