B. Maxine Revolution Poet Rhyme

Self-Destruction Short

This mess in mirror 
Reflects no shimmer
He claims to see in
her eyes
While her eyes are
dry now
She not knows how to
shake this.
Yet this mischievous
miss
Misses herself she
does not know how to
change this
It aches within and
shakes about
bubbling up her
spine
She sits thinking in
herself sinking
telling herself
she's fine
Showing off crooked
smile she’s been
broken for awhile
But within herself
still breaking
And when she breaks
her world will quake
She’s collapsing
cracking uh oh she's
melting
Disappearing she
dashes she dances
while melting
Murky sky no more
lies 
And here she’s lies
as a puddle
Finally subtle
sweetly sadly sank.

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Ma Yaseen September 16, 2014 at 5:31 AM A complex but lovely write, your pen speaks the creative language in you..

Brittany Larson August 12, 2014 at 1:56 AM Another great and inspiring poem of yours. Self-loathing is the worst of all demons we humans posses.

Steve Harris August 11, 2014 at 10:49 PM The illusion of peace that appears at the final melt must be very alluring or frightful to bring such joy or fear at its approach. Can't tell from the read, but do see the turmoil and final release. Very complex - thank you for the amazing journey.