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Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is most broken of them all:

Who looks on the day with blackened dread
While painting her wrist in scarlet red
Unable to managed the emotional strife
Tries to find relief through gray, kitchen knife.

Who's stuck in the hole of lackin sun
Too worried about the shame he's let on the run
Wants to the burn the memories and let them shred
Finally ends the burdened problem with a gun to his head

Who is the girl that had it all
Then disaster struck, now there's none to call
Who held the best of temporary friends
Until time came for a hand to lend

Who is the young boy unable to cope
While his parents last still on cemetery slope
Alone on the Earth without someone to care
Surely this is too much for a child to bare

Who lost their treasure without a choice
Screaming at him till losing their voice
Filled with nightmares of that miserable day
Praying in that his face will soon fade away

Who feels isolated when others have their own group
It's like putting a number in alphabetical soup
Watching them live life from a line on the side
Eyes darkened by late nights he stayed up and cried  

Mirror, mirror on the wall
How is it possible to help them all?

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  1. Date: 4/1/2012 10:12:00 AM
    Such a sad poem Jessi, it tugs at the heart with a message that has no answers.

  1. Date: 3/24/2012 7:46:00 AM
    Passions so raw here the are tender to the touch. The world can be so cruel. I would hope those in need would pray to Christ than offer their soul in suicide to the other master(Lucifer). I am a child of suicide. At fifteen I came home from school to discover a mother who left five children and twenty five years later our lives are still affected on a daily basis. So it is apparent that this act solves nothing. The one who makes this choice suffers more in the afterlife living out existence in total darkness away from God. Repentence in the afterlife is so much harder to recieve. I hope that writing will be the therapy you need, for writing poetry has healed me to lessen the my own scars.

  1. Date: 3/22/2012 10:56:00 PM
    Wow, that was really emotional, sad even. Depression, helplessness, sorrow, we all feel those emotions, and no one has ever lived a life without them. I love this poem.

  1. Date: 3/22/2012 3:03:00 PM
    I do hope these are not beings you have known or one of the beings yourself. Lots of latent drama in this piece, Jessica. Would be interesting to hear the mirror's answer. Love, daver