shellywebster
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![]() Posted: Post subject: "Mirror, Mirror" |
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Resting on the bank I search for overdue relaxation stress built beyond admission
shallow water I ease my tired feet five minutes I say I deserve this submission.
Gentle breeze carries the air I can hear the calming while the sparrow sings its blissful song
painted picture of perfection glorious day nothing possible could go wrong.
What seemed like days passed by I was in total awe
that is, until I sat up and saw..
my reflection in the clear water was not of me it was but not as I am in this age
hair cast gray eyes drawn exhausted my face looked wrinkled with time a look into my destined
future another drawn page.
As I pulled my feet up from the water I felt something tugging pulling me in
I looked down she was smiling laughing this evil determined grin.
She mouthed words one by one, "you and I are the same now our destiny shall be fulfilled come
here child", the time to switch lives is today
frozen overpowered with terror not a single soul to rescue me tugging and pulling attempting to
escape razor sharp nails dug deep in my leg this imaginary being was winning I was astray.
The more energy I used to fight it off the more it gained power until it was standing in front
of me looking into my eyes the hideous laughter hypnotized my being
throwing me down to the ground kneeling begging to know its origin anything to find the turn,
fleeing.
Red lights of orb glowing all around for the first time actual words it spoke unto me
"I am the evil side of you the side you choose to ignore;
ignorant mortal favoring the good to you implore".
"You released me from the mirror now I can complete my task banish you to my hell where I
can reek havoc within yours dance with the demons sing to the devil kiss your soul goodbye"
just when all seemed decided I dropped to my knees and I prayed
pray to any and every power higher to save my helpless soul erase tears of joy it cries.
In the end did I find a savior to stop the doing of a demented face
was this only a dream, an illusion congured up a simple poem how fast does your heart race?
When a poem becomes so much more that you feel as if you are the one experiencing the words
one by one it feels so real
ask for proof into my demented mind come closer child our destiny awaits our souls will
soon join then you'll know as I deliver the painsaking terror she too had to feel!
*Coyrighted and Owned* |
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