29 August 2012
I never lie; The scarred And ruined Image Before you, A once Hopeful girl, Now a desolate Woman Who is Tiring of The world And it's Constant Struggle, Is the Truth. Complexion, Once Youthful, Now withered, Weathered, Laughter Lines now Hang like The ropes Of a noose, Naive eyes Now a faded Grey-blue, No smile Will ever stretch The muscles, Skin and lips Again, Deep furrows Of tears Permanently On cheeks, No blush, No glow, Just hollow, Sallow, And you can See the marks, The scars, Of every Heartbreak, Loss, failure, And disgrace. The mirror Never lies, But what Your eyes Choose to See Is up to you Entirely.
© Kim H. 28th August 2012
The Mirror Never Lies But The Eyes Are Experts • Opuss № I