The Broken Mirror Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

Don't you think that
A mirror should show
How the person feels?
That's what I thought.

I had a mirror in my
Room one day,
I stood right in front
Of it one day
And thought to myself
This is not right.

I leaned against it,
Staring into the cruel
Dark eyes staring back
At me,
Challenging me in a way.

Fierce intensity of feelings
Flooding my mind,
Memory clouding my head
That are unwanted.

I thought of my family
How broken it is
Like a fragile doll
Smashed to the floor
In carelessness.
Broken...

I thought of my friends
How they cover up
Mental pain with
Physical pain,
Even though I can't
Imagine how it feels
I feel their exact same
Pain inside my
Suddenly pitless
Stomache.
Broken.

I thought of the
Physical pain I
Have been put through,
My body now visiby shaking
As I remember that
Night when I was lying
On the cold cement,
Too scared to cry
Out for help
Or to cry to my
Stockstill sister who
Said she would be there,
But now just looking
Down at me after
Me and her friend got
Into a huge fight,
I've been kicked to
The ground
But I struggled to fight
Back in defense to leave
Me alone...
She just said you
Had it coming...
Broken.

I thought of my
Pointlessly shedded
Tears that were wasted
On my self pity,
Thinking of all of the
Things people have
Said to me,
My self-esteem brought
Down so much,
I wanted to end it.
Broken.

I thought of all of
The times I have been
Stabbed in the back
With blood already on
The knife...
Broken.

I hated the mirror,
It didn't show any
Truth to it at all,
Just lies bundled
Up all together.

I clenched my fists
Then balled them
Into violent wrecking
Balls.
They came up,
Then back down.

There came a
Dull crinkling and
A crack showed
Where my fists landed
On the untruthful mirror.

My sister came into my
Room glancing at the
Mirror and saying
At least I won't have to
Pick up the pieces.

As she walked away,
I thought to myself
I hope someone
Would have done that
For me a long time ago.

At least it now tells the
Truth as I face it now...
Broken in everyway
Possible.