Who are you?
She says,
‘stop looking in the mirror so often,’
I tell her,
‘then I wouldn’t be able to see you as often’
She tells me,
‘There’s not much to see’
I tell her,
‘I see you just fine’
She responds by telling me
‘You only see what you want. You’re in denial. The world you and I grew fond of in fairytales never lives beyond the page. You are not going to go out and find the end of a rainbow. You will not gonna be able to make a wish on a star our life become all better.
Tells me that the person that I keep trying to see
‘hasn’t been at this address for years now’
I asked her,
‘Where did she go?’
She laughs and says,
‘the fact that you don’t know the answer to your own question only proves my point’
I ask her that
‘if she isn’t here anymore then who lives here now?’
She stops laughing,
tells me to look back into the mirror
I see no one
I ask her
‘Where did my reflection go?’
She starts to laugh again.
Her laugh is more sinister this time,
I feel it in the depths of my stomach,
my heart begins to race,
my chest,
my ribcage working together to keep my heart in place.
She tells me
to come closer so that I can hear her,
She tells me,
‘that this is what I have been trying to tell you’
Tells me that
I am once again too damn naive &
needs to learn how to shut my mouth,
Says to
‘Stop looking in the mirror so much’
I ask her to,
‘tell me I’m on the right track’
Asked her to,
‘tell me I’m beautiful’
Asked her,
‘Are you proud of who you’ve become?’
She shows me the reflection of who I used to be in the form of pictures,
tells me that this person never had a chance
I tell her
‘I wish that she could know that the person that she was will eventually turn into who I am now, and that I will turn into someone later down the road and we’ll have this conversation again.’
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