Truth Beneath the Surface

October 12, 2017
By cKenna BRONZE, St.Peters, Missouri
cKenna BRONZE, St.Peters, Missouri
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Truth Beneath the Surface
A cold crisp winter night
The blowing wind masks the disaster inside

The stranger who looks back at you in the mirror…
Is not who you imagine

You see the dreadful days full of sorrowful thoughts looking right back at you
And the multiple bags underneath your eyes are mocking you as you watch
They want you to reach your breaking point
A point where you can’t take it anymore

And you break the mirror so you won't have to see the truth anymore
But you can always…
See the truth
There is no escaping the monsters watching over you in the night
They are there not only to haunt you but they are there…


The author's comments:

This piece is written as a realization of some hardship in my life

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