Broken Past

A tear rolls down my face
As I slowly look into the mirror
I quickly turn away
Upset by what was shown
I then contemplate
What I should do
Feeling alone and afraid
I took a deep breath
Stood there and thought
As I look at the floor
Having emotional doubts
Crossing through my mind
But I manage somehow
To come to understanding
Face to face now
With my biggest fear
The glass shatters
As time stands still
Everything that use to matter
Doesn't bother me anymore
Caught myself in a stare
Looking at the glass
In pieces everywhere
Thinking to my self
Not a single mark on my hand
There was no pain
And I now understand
That I'm better off
As my broken past
Lays there on the floor
And the questions asked
Are finally answered

eh, not to good. but its ok, i guess....heh

aw eric thats so good
i really like it

yeah it was good:) you should post more often!!

my opinion is that i don't like it sorry dog, don't get offended cause it's just MY opinion and what you think of your poems is what truly counts! Peace out homies!

did you just call me a dog

lmao

I like it... :D

I think there was some confusion with it. Maybe it was just cliche - I don't know - can't put my finger on it... It didn't seem to come from the heart. It seemed forced, but that is just my opinion. Opinions are like assholes - you know? You may want to join my writer's group, however, you do show signs of definite artistic genius. Check out http://groups.msn.com/UniversalWritersGroup if you want man, you would like it there - everyone is very nice.

Tammy

you do show signs of definite artistic genius.
YEAAAAAH....thats right.....i knew it all along...lol, i'll check it out