IllusionsA Poem by Tai RyensEver feared a mirror?I am lost in the labyrinth of my mind, I am lost in the hallway of a carnival funhouse; Distorted images of myself surround me in the mirrors, With nothing but my despair to arouse.
Seemingly endless joy filled me when I first arrived, False happiness emitted through my every breath; Little did I know that my playmates would reach out to smother me, And that I would glance at them not with glee but detest.
Now, distorted illusions of myself stalk the hallways, Having deep in their blackened heart the desire for my destruction; Refusing to pause until I am caught, So that I may be tormented forever by my own reflection.
Indistinguishable mimics of myself laugh and sneer, Celebrating that they may now admire me as I bleed; While I long for a company other than myself… While I long for another being to save me. © 2012 Tai RyensFeatured Review
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