Red Mirrors


Feel the shards
Slice
As the mirror shatters;
Riddling you through.

Look down into the shiny
Blood Red reflections,
And wash them
with your
Tears.

Go ahead; cry
What good is it?
It changes nothing.
You pathetic,
Nauseating bitch.

How dare you
Think
You could
be
more
Than anything, but
a whore.

Scream!
Go Ahead.
Oh yah,
You cant. (sneer)
Serves you right.
You
Useless bag
Of fluids.

Tuck your tail and run,
Don your happy mask.
Go on
breathe;
Go on, and
See.
No one cares.
There is
No
Such
Thing, as
Love.

Who
could ever
love
Something
like
You ?

Copyright © 2004, J.L. Tomblin