the other me
the person looking back
back in through the real me
that alter ego
that one person that isn't me
i smashed that mirror
because it wasn't me
it wasn't real
it wasn't true
beleive me
the blood
through the cracks
never lie
that stare
unbearable
that was the mirror
that wasn't me!
~cierra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh, nice descriptive language, well penned.