Mirror MIrror

Mirror on the Wall,

Who is this that I see,

When I gaze into your frame,

Icy, frigid, and blank?

Black, emotionless and glassy,

Lifeless, lost, empty,

Vacant of color,

Stripped of a heart.

A broken, hollow shell,

Drained and withdrawn,

Nothing left to give,

Of a once vibrant, loving spirit.

Cruel distorter of reality,

Fixated in the parlor,

What a deceptive picture you paint,

What have you done with the true image of me?

Who is this imposter you cast before me now?

This is not who I am,

For I was once a sight to behold,

Kind and amorous with a story to be told.

With black locks shiny and bright,

Slender in build with a kind face,

Eyes that sparkled, vividly,

A gateway into a soul carefree and light.

Oh, spiteful, silver, oval of misleading illusion,

Where have you hidden the girl that I once knew?

Why have you traded my image,

Only to replace it with a stranger’s instead?

Who allows her heart to be trampled,

Spirit to be crushed,

Thoughts to be displaced and feelings scoffed at,

Leaving her broken heart to bleed love still.

I peer into your metallic, flat surface,

Like a vessel, I let it take me,

The destination that I seek?

The mind of this disempowered, frail, being.

She lacks illumination that has since faded,

From being exposed to relentless, mind-numbing darkness,

She adorned herself with like a suit of knights armor,

To deflect venomous, undeserving insults.

The relentless rainstorm of guilt,

Thundering reverence pelts down,

A Lightning strike straight to her core,

Radiating a shock to the essence of her self worth.

Dear crystal emblazoned looking glass,

A time machine of sorts,

Teller of impudent lies,

Reveal myself to thee.

Allow me to see my true value,

Stroke not my ego nor my pride,

Make it known I am not a mat beneath one’s feet,

As you step into my life.

Speak only kindness and truth,

Grant me the ability to place not a price,

Upon my head or my heart,

May it be heard that I am invaluable.

Precious reflector,

Distorter of reality,

Reveal to the world my inner goddess,

Not who society says I should be.

Grant me the ability to stand my ground,

Set me free of my internal restraints,

Eliminate the boundaries I have created within,

Bend the rules of normality to accept my uniqueness.

View me as I really am,

Break the ties that bind me,

To my own outlandish expectations,

Destroy anyone that tries to change me.

Pool of reflective glass,

You have become an enemy,

A source of bitter truth I regret to recognize,

The realization of the unspeakable truth.

That I allowed myself to lose who I was,

Forget my dreams and stand in the shadows,

Until I gazed into your face,

Unrecognizing my own reflection.

Take the force of my angry hand,

Shatter into a million shiny, glass shards,

As I peer over at the obliterated splinters,

Annihilate who I came to see.

Mirror Mirror on the floor,

I shall utilize your fragments bladed edge,

To carve out a new image for myself,

From the pieces of my broken dreams.

Mirror, Mirror laying there,

We are to marvel at your splendor no more,

How is our beauty defined?

When our innermost beauty is hidden away.

Mirror Mirror,

You can no longer skew our wonder,

Deciding what is beautiful by appearances alone,

Mirror Mirror on the floor,

Why aren’t you beautiful anymore