Reflection  

Sunday 14 September 2008

I lay on my bed
looking up at my reflection in the cold plate glass
i see a girl staring back at me
cold,dead,still
and i notice her eyes
empty, nothings there
she's just a shell
a picture with no meaning
but there's something
you can see it
in the postion of her body
the way it curves and curls
her arm layed out
her hair flowing like blood
and you can see it there and then
she wants it all to end
pain flows from her image
somethings just not right
she is broken, never again to be fixed
her bodys still and lifeless
and i try to move
but she doesn't
she is gone
but where
i can't find her
i look everywhere
then i stop
and i realise
that girl

is me...

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