Sad poem

An overwhelming sensation of hatred pours into my eyes,
As I stare at this person that causes me so much pain
She’s looks at me and just sighs,
Wondering what happened to make my face so plain.

She asks me why my eyes look so empty, so desperate,
Well that’s because I’ve cried all that they can cry.
They feel the pain my heart feels, such a painful way
keeping all these emotions bottled up, they are lost inside.

She says she can see right through me,
She knows I’m not happy, she knows what I do
She watches me and that rusted blade
She watches the blood drip and slowly fade.

This girl that stares at me all day,
Is just another reflection that watches my every move
And hopes that someone, someday
Will come rescue me from my self inflicted hell.

This stupid reflection is messing with my head,
It’s taking over my confidence, my self esteem.
She slowly lifts her head for her eyes to meet with mine
She has one last question so I can come clean.

Why do you always dress in black? She asks
I’m mourning, I answer, with tears running down my face
Who are you mourning? She asks
myself…