“Mirror Image”
By Ashley O’Hare
One glance in the mirror
allowed me to see
the girl I used to be.
I didn’t know eyes
could shine so bright
in a world
littered with frights.
I can’t believe
I used to find delight
in the moon’s light
during the black void of night.
My old dreams
suddenly have promise
to be achieved.
Lately I have been begging
for mercy–
for a way to dull the agony.
In the past I would push myself to grow
without fear–
without tears.
How foolish–
I’m envious
of me;
of the girl I used to be.
i know what you mean 🙂
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