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Looking Glass


By Erin BarteskiPublished 10 months ago 1 min read
Looking Glass
Photo by Milada Vigerova on Unsplash

Trying to find a crack in the mirror

Shadowed face, distorted reflection

Fingers trace over the cold surface

Blood smears left behind

Break apart, piece by piece

Like the pieces of my soul

Sharp jagged mirror in hand

Time to end what's begun

So close to what could have been

Clock ticks, Seconds ring

Infinite tone

The jagged piece enters the skin

The night portrays the demons within

No one sees me

Memories play on a loop

All these scars, impossible to cover

Afraid of everything

I would give it all up for nothing

Reality drips away from my grasp

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About the Creator

Erin Barteski

Fascination with the unknown

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  • Isabella Rose6 months ago

    "No one sees me." I like the juxtaposition of this line against the desire to hide that is elsewhere in the poem. Living this way is such a puzzle.

  • Poppy 10 months ago

    Hey, I just want to let you know I've shared this poem in my recent story: https://vocal.media/poets/poppy-s-preferences-pt3

  • Poppy 10 months ago

    Wow, this is a very well written poem but also really tragic. Thank you for sharing

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