Made To Feel Pain
A shattered heart , torn between two
A mirrored reflection, a reflection abused
For every wrong doing, I am accused
Waiting for my body to heal, counting to a million by two's
Made to feel pain, my body overly reused
Beaten with rage, and there so amused
Terror splattered on my reflection, so confused
A shattered heart, unable to be renewed
Insanity pouring from the mirror, an insulting reflection, so rude
Pride ripped from my back, bare, a reflection now nude
Mind twisted in knots, can easily be fooled
Taken for granted, lost, life over ruled
Made to feel pain, I laugh, you thought I was fooled
A saluted reflection, no longer confused
You wanted a war. A war there shall be. I cannot loose
God has chosen who will win the victory, It is I he will choose.
Copyright © Andrea Tillman | Year Posted 2008
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