My Mirror of Words
A Collection of Poetry and Flash Fiction
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THERE ARE TIMES WHEN THAT LITTLE VOICE DEMANDS TO BE HEARD,
WHEN IT LEAPS UP AND KEEPS YOU AWAKE,
TELLING YOU THE TRUTH ABOUT HOW YOU FEEL.
A brief collection of abstract and dark poetry, focused on the pain of nostalgia, failure, and growth.
The poetry in this was mostly written within a span of two years: the two years of my life where I was mentally at my lowest. I spent each day and night caught in a reverie of unconscious pain, trapped in feedback loops of negativity and drowning in myself.
These are poems from the worst part of my life.
A Dim Elfin Beach
Trapped among jagged peaks at night and trapped
In two magenta eyes that faded out the stars,
Trapped on this star, a nebulous gaze, and trapped,
Two ageless women, on one another,
Far from death and wanting this forever—
Who needed freedom? We had our portraits, fresco,
And paintings of a distant, unknown, beautiful beach,
And let our captive dazzling ocean create
Endless slightly shivering newborn nimbuses.
Who needed freedom? And why do I ache now?
Maybe I’m lonelier and I think freedom calls
In paintings that keep yearning for that time,
Paintings that are not as lovely now—
Our portraits, fresco, a dim elfin beach.