WARNING – This poem speaks about child abuse and death. I wrote it to raise awareness for the invisible children all around us.
Mirror, Mirror
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Do you see me though I am small?
I can see me but no one else can.
Do you see me as I stand?
Mirror, mirror, I’m invisible.
My needs are not meaningful.
I’m oft’ neglected and left alone.
Beaten for mistakes that I must atone.
I’m a small child who won’t be heard.
Surely no one is concerned.
I gaze at my reflection and plainly see,
My hollow eyes stare back at me.
Mirror, Mirror, what must I do?
How can others see me too?
A wallflower I seem to be.
Trapped in my silent misery.
I am hungry and mostly bones.
My parents are rarely ever home.
I fend for myself amid empty shelves.
Food seldom found to fill my mouth.
I feel forgotten by the ones I love.
Why am I never good enough?
How can I get the things I need?
Mirror, mirror, can you help me?
Mirror, mirror, I’m growing weak.
Can you help me find the things I seek?
You’re my only companion day in and out.
No one else ever hears me shout.
Mirror mirror, I drift to sleep.
I find happiness in my dreams.
I dream of love and a happy home.
I dream I’m never again left alone.
Mirror, mirror, I must go now.
Heaven’s calling me to allow,
To allow myself to let this life go.
A new future I’ll grow to know.
Angels now hold me and offer love.
A new life I’ve found, up above.
Mirror, mirror, don’t be sad for me.
Heavenly love has set me free.
©2024 Stephanie Blomquist
