poem

[deana_moon]

Theres a girl in the mirror,
someone reflected,
someone I dont know...
Her eyes are cold and swollen
from all the tears shed...
Worlds been so harsh to such
a fragile child...
Cant find that happiness
shes been searching for...
If found it leaves so
prematurely...

Dont know this girl.
Surely she cant be me,
but her movements are the same...
Those eyes almost the ones that use to sparkle.

The smile I carry faded in the mirror,
that twinkle dulled...

Its then I wipe my eyes and wash my face to hide the pain...
Force myself to smile a few times,
then its back out in the world I go,
to kind hearted, to caring,
getting stomped on again...

Just to find myself holed up again in that bathroom
staring into those eyes,

staring and wishing someone...
someone would come,
and just knock...
just knock,
to see...
if Im okay...