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Mirror, Me? (poem)

Every day you see me
Every day I see you
You show me my flaws, but too so much more
There are days, when you looking back are a stranger
How do you know me and will we ever meet?
Is your impression to trick me, or is it to treat
Under your view, I change over and over
Making me stronger
Making me older
Our self-reflections are as black as white,
new as old, when will we mould?
Separating you from you, me from me
Feeling so trapped, when will the release be…
How can we escape this twisted duality
Which of us will win, the one with the sin…
Maybe I should not fight me, any longer
and then, maybe, we could be open and free

But who is the truth? Who is the mask?
An element of many, at times makes me cry
Everyday of my life they, we, clash
Two shifting souls so strangely mashed
If people ask me who I am, how do I know,
Can you, mirror, please please tell me?
But please please, don’t break me

© Lucy Helen Guest, Written in July 2010

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Looking in the mirror today, and it on this occasion reminded me of the thoughts that can fly through my mind, when catching my image reflected – something that at times leaves things feeling unexpected.

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mirror, confusion, identity, persona

Comments

  • NoItsMyBubble
    NoItsMyBubbleabout 4 years ago

    Hey Lucy
    After reading your discussion thingy in the group i was ready to critisise everything but i cant at all. You are very imaginitive and descriptive, your poetry flows very well and has excellent structure. Keep up the really good work, write every feeling you have. You have real potential.
    :) Matt x

  • Hey Matt,
    That is really decent of you to say – and as someone who writes lyrics I take your comment about flow and structure gracefully.
    Your comment really helps :)
    Lucy

    – wannabewriter81

  • Youngphenom
    Youngphenomabout 4 years ago

    I love the idea of the mirror and what it exposes and hides about us, I find your take of that idea very creative, and love the mix of sentence types, because that is something that is often forgotten. I actually have a poem that discusses a similar topic check it out when u get a chance i will post it later.

  • Thank you. Have just read and commented on your poem, great visuals.

    – wannabewriter81

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