I want to curl up into a ball, under a rock
and just be forgotten.
I don't want to take up space anymore
I've watched myself die 1,000 different ways
while gazing at the reflection in the mirror
Pupils different sizes, and what could be a permanent frown
Fill up the bath - submerging myself
holding my breath underwater
wishing I'd just fade away
Fade away into the nothingness
I already feel.
A critical friend - my mirror - stands in front
And yearns me to see what I can’t visibly see;
From the few gray hairs that faintly adorn my head,
I see a displaced gray hair fluttering to flee.
Beneath the coat of icing, buried wrinkles squeak;
My teeth at misleading mirror - hotly clatter,
While an uprooted tooth on lower jaw – bewails.
I swear, this corroded mirror, I will batter.
Rhyming scheme: ABCB
12 syllables in each line (Ref. howmanysyllables)
*A 2nd Place* in the following contest (judged on Sept. 29, 2020)
Sept. 26, 2020
Writing Challenge – Decay – Poetry Contest
Constance La France
Badly Corroded
Ammunition used had been badly corroded,
And when in weapon it was carefully loaded,
When gone,
Safety on;
It so sadly when used did end up exploded.
Jim Horn
Dark clouds shroud
Hope fades into the background
Rain bleaches soiled soul