Killing The Inner Child - My Poem

Killing The Inner Child 

She’s got a certain sadness in her eyes

One that only her reflection could see 

She tends to watch herself cry 

Weep before the child she silently begged to be 

The mirror is her only comrade 

An instrument for her to peer into 

A world holding the small girl gazing back 

The quiet rhythm to her blues 

She gnaws at her lips till they bleed 

Scratches at her reddened skin 

To her, it doesn’t matter 

When she glares at the whimpering kid 

She doesn’t feel a thing 

The glass suddenly shatters 

Breaking into a million pieces 

With the mirror, her reflection dies 

She reached for the girl she used to be 

But could only hear her echoed cries 

She’s killed her out of envy 

Tears pour from her eyes to her feet 

In search of a lost identity 

She used her hurt to hurt

She now sees the tragedy 

Of losing that inner little girl