Smeared Mirror

SMEARED MIRROR Looking dead at me in this smeared mirror... a lost man tormented face red brittle with tears making excuses abusing as I glare into the eyes of a monster with no conscience and a demonstrative stare a guilty reflection appears in this prison cell of fear longing for an escape to wipe the mirror clear who have I become? what have I even done right? crossroads appear sudden as fog fills the mirror tonight darkness owns the room and prefers I suffer slow so I proceed with speed because it’s the only way I know horror stories flood life’s hard bound chapters while this smeared mirror reflects tears dripping from a face which was once filled with laughter. ~JSLambert © PoeTTreeZ Publishing

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Jt Nyx

Date: 1/19/2022 3:59:00 PM

You always know how to tell a story with your poems. I enjoy reading your work and sometimes subjects are deff hard to breach. Great job!

Kyle Kriticos

Date: 10/1/2016 10:21:00 PM

Intennnnnse bro this is deep and i can relate. I was planning to read all of your poems tonight but believe it or not it took me 3 hours to get this far. I can safely say at this point that you are one of these writer's that i can read and expand as a poet myself in the process and i look forward to continuing this

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/30/2014 10:09:00 PM

Quite a poem here, Joey. I think this is another side to you. Or else you are putting yourself in another man's shoes. A good one of yours that I somehow had overlooked. Soupmail!

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 8/26/2014 7:59:00 PM

WOW, Joey, now that's the reason my life's filled with bad luck... That person, on the other side of the mirror, is doing me wrong. Like you I don't know where I went wrong. I like how you composed this poem. I know I enjoy your poems. But, this one' I can easily relate to.... Enjoyed.. get yourself out of that dark room... Linda

Melisa Karpinske

Date: 8/22/2014 8:16:00 AM

This hits me hard as I have looked in the mirror and tried to see into my own soul and the demon is all I see. Very nice write!

Verlena S. Walker

Date: 8/19/2014 2:45:00 PM

What psychedelic heinousness you captivate JS! Show your face...Enjoyed this escapade! Verlena

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 8/19/2014 9:14:00 AM

So sad and profound...That prison of fear,that face without laughter,that dark reflection in the mirror.Ow if that moon could reflect its beams upon the mirrored chapters of pain.Maybe darkness wouldn't last forever and the sun would shine again.Deep poem which is inspiring and keeps one pondering.