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Disfiguring Mirrors

Mirrors surround me I see myself there A disfigured face And body within All aligned so wrong I dislike the look That's in the mirrors It's horror filled And disgusting view I want to throw rocks At the silver lined False display mirrors Imaging hatred Corrupted terror Displaying so wrong Hoping that someone Would come on along And purposefully Break the old mirrors To rid of horror And the disfiguring It displays sadly May I never see The mirrors that's here Surrounding me now Russell Sivey

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Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 9/2/2011 7:43:00 AM

I don't like seeing myself in mirrors either. When I do look at them, I try to pretend they're fun-house mirrors. It's not much fun getting older and our self-perceptions seem very important. Maybe we should make a pact to avoid mirors entirely, Russell. Could really relate to the message in this one. Love, carolyn

Dorcas Nangekhe

Date: 9/2/2011 6:06:00 AM

From dawn to dusk, the view a melody, in my mind it echos, the image so strong, the hate, the regret, my freedom gone, I need a smile to break this frown, or my life, to take this toll..

Don Johnson

Date: 9/2/2011 4:13:00 AM

The glass looks back in horror, and says that's just not me, but he'll be back tomorrow what will we this time see, a face filled with sorrow, or a happy camper he, look for the good the smiling face till it just looks like me...