Perfection or Reflection?
By Skye E
Minute mirror magnifies
With an adventure entwined
Surface smooth, details textured
All contained inside a box, hidden away.
Hearing whispers of the dark,
Barricades surround.
No warmth to be felt.
Shattered endearment; clouded memories.
Hide ‘n’ seek in the fog and tunnels
Thoughts and memories of childhood:
Laughing and playing together
Until the sun sets on another day.
Looking into the future
Seeing your desired dreams
Staring into outrageous oblivion
Of defying possibilities.
Seeking clouds of ideas
Facial reflection becomes an illusion
In the end,
I reflect upon myself.