Mirror-poetry written by me

Mirror

i look at myself in the mirror often 

when all i feel is grief 

and all i fear is myself

the void takes over me 

and im no longer a functioning being 

im just a bunch of flesh and bones 

put together vainly 

with an overwhelming conscience

and haunting memories 

i look in the mirror 

what you feel as a splinter

ill feel it like a dagger in my heart 

and i can feel it crumbling apart 

and im to tired to stitch it back up again

whats the point of it anyway? 

it never lasts complete again 

i broke my mirror

dozens of broken little pieces of me 

scattered all over the garden 

every piece is sharp enough to cut your fingertips with just a touch 

with each one containing a version of myself i don't know anymore 

a girl i don't recognize anymore

but it would be too painful to collect all of the pieces again to see the picture completley 

and in the end, why would i want to 

complete the image? 

just the thought of looking at it m my gut wrench  

i guess ill just keep breaking all of the parts in even tinier pieces 

to the point you cant see any pictures in them 

maybe that way it wont sting like it does now