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The Mirror

The mirror is my enemy when I look inside I see,
a little girl who is so lost
tears well up in me.
She looks so frightened, so very sad,
I can’t reach out or touch.
It’s just too hard to look at her,
the memories are just too much!!
I know she needs my guidance,
she reminds me of all my fears.
Hate I see, inside her eyes
she sheds so many tears!!
I walk away. I leave her,
can’t bear to see her cry.
I try so hard to block it out,
There's just too many tears to dry.
As I turn, I look back into the mirror
my adult self I see.
So many thoughts remembered,
Oh, how they envelop me!!
If I could smash that mirror,
that little girl, would disappear.
But then she would be trapped inside. 

Lost for eternity. 

 I turn around to look at her 

 my little self how sadness prevails, 

 I can't leave her fears locked up inside.

 Can't bear it, she looks so frail!!

Prose by Mary Graziano© Revised June 7, 2016