The Looking Glass
Author: KitKatrina


Behind this looking glass I stand,
Pondering in my train of thought,
Questioning everything I am,
Giving in with all Ive got,
Searching for too many answers,
To questions that are so unaware,
Seeking something more than this,
As if all along I even care,
Screaming with all that I am,
Not a single noise comes out,
There I am standing still,
Searching for this I know nothing about,
Give me fuel give me fire now,
Give me an answer to this quest,
Fill my mind with the answers,
So she can finally have her rest,
Crying out she cannot hear,
Cannot see the things I try,
So often Im standing here,
Wandering and wondering why,
For if you do not know,
Nor seek the things I do,
Stuck in the same train of thought,
Only there's no one beside you,
The wrath of which she spoke,
I dont give in I only prosper,
Standing here behind the looking glass,
That was when we knew we lost her...

------- Author's Notes -------

Poetry is of many things but more of an art of expression...Some things aren't made to be understood...


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