my friend Espejo
When I looked into his eyes I saw his thoughts bleed from his mind, I read them and herd them as if they were my own.When I looked into his eyes he became one with me, he was calm and still as was I.
When i looked into is eyes he thought about the guilt and anger, when he stabbed the cross into his lovers heart, the same cross she gave to him before she was consumed by the evil vampire Amore, the vampire that sucks you dry, and takes everything fom you, and keeps you alive to suffer through it all.
When I looked into his eyes I herd cries over and over agian "I thought you loved me", when I looked into his eyes I saw hatred and regret, I felt his pain, and I knew that if he turned around, that I would suffer along with him, so I punched him straight in the face, and watched it shatter to glass.
When I looked into the wall i blacked out for a moment, I felt that I lost a part of me with him. i couldnt remember what was reality and what was the mirror, when I looked into the alternate universe things made more sense. I saw the broken shards of glass on my bathroom floor and when I look into the wall i asked my self "what happened to Espejo?"
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