Mirrors

By RubyXero

Mirroring actions
in role reversal.
My sadness and your anger
became your rage
and my fear.
Seeing if the shoe sizes fit.
I became the butcher
in this game of charade.
Presenting your desires
Hacking and slicing.
Roaring and howling.
Insanity.
Yet unmoving
stiff
and silent.

Two beings became one,
As emotions and concepts
merged into one thought.
One action.

I stared at my reflection infront of me.
At the man I suddenly became.
My hazel brown eyes
now a bright, piercing blue.
Skin lightened.
Hair now a dirty blonde.
Muscular.
But as I moved about,
my reflection did not.
He remained as still as a statue.
Penetrating.
Testing again...It was one sided.
I reacted.            He
did not.

It was then I realized.
What I was looking into
was not a mirror.
But a window.
I looked through.
Suddenly, everything was so
different.
We didn't understand each other or feel eachother.
Couldn't even touch each other.

His shrouded features
unreadable.
I became........frantic.
Desperate to find him again.  Reaching, moving my hands to find an opening in the glass.  Then pounding when I didn't determined to break it down.  To get out .  Screaming and shaking at my failure.
Crying and looking for help.

Finally, his reaction came.
Slowly, those brilliant eyes looked away from mine.
As he turned, and walked away.
Not even sparing me a backward glance.
In that moment,
I felt myself go black.
Crumbling to the floor in agonizing realization.
I did this!
I was the one cold
and heartless.
Keeping myself guarded and unfeeling
until far too late for recovery.
Showing more of a somewhat contempt
rather then filling his heart with my love.
Oh how I must have hurt him!
for this reaction.

Curled in my broken state,
sobbing.  All I could think was
'Now i am grateful...for the glass.
i couldn't bare to see this pitiful state of myself
only with darkness staring back
from that mirror...'

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Copyright 2010 RubyXero
Published on Sunday, February 7, 2010.     Filed under: "Beat" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: This tells a story. Im wondering if the story is told by a person who is insane, because that would be fantastic. If not, I have to say, it's all over the place, like there's no organization.

  • A former member wrote: Wow this work is visual captivating it made me feel like I was in a house of mirrors and glass that was getting smaller and smaller. Loved it

  • Devilish On Monday, July 25, 2011, Devilish (2662)By person wrote:

    Wow!!! Amazing! How hot is this? Fire! Scholar

  • A former member wrote: WOW! that was really good! gave me chills =] Scholar

  • A former member wrote: beautiful realization. and great imagery. Scholar

  • A Life Without You On Friday, April 2, 2010, A Life Without You (146)By person wrote:

    Loved the imagery, great flow, a fan of beat myself.

  • A former member wrote: beautifully ,visually written ,thank you for sharing ,this was awesome .

  • A former member wrote: Inciteful and Astounding!

  • Malcholm Dark On Wednesday, February 17, 2010, Malcholm Dark (810)By person wrote:

    Truely a wonderful mind you have. You are a gifted poet. The visuals were captivating to say the least. Your moment, your story had such a great ending, fine darkness. Thank-you so much.

  • Dilated View On Sunday, February 14, 2010, Dilated View (583)By person wrote:

    Chilling realizations are often found when we look inside ourselves but I think this process should be mandatory, "Keeping myself guarded and unfeeling until far too late for recovery" How I can relate to your words. A very gripping read.

  • Aleas On Sunday, February 14, 2010, Aleas (171)By person wrote:

    There is a quote I'm reminded of reading that last line: "and light only penetrates the darkness that's already there, and I am already there." And to think she smiles at you every day!..and probably screams for you in the middle of the night when all you want is 5 consecutive minutes of sleep but hot damn if it ain't worth it all! I can't believe this was hardly commented on. Shame be to the commenters!


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