What if, mirrors aren't just our reflections, but actually ourselves, but living a different life. What if it only stops & looks the same when you look at it, but as soon as you look away, your own different lives continue?
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks.
i don’t want to grow up. i feel like everyone’s leaving. this summer is going to change everything and i hate it already. i’m already getting lectures about college 24/7, and i’m realizing more&more how scared i am to graduate. i don’t want to leave everything behind. but at the same time i don’t want to be left behind. i just want everything to stop moving so fast.
Shadows all around you as you surface from the dark, Emerging from the gentle grip of night’s unfolding arms. Darkness, darkness everywhere, do you feel all alone? The subtle grace of gravity, the heavy weight of stone.
You don’t see what you possess, a beauty calm and clear, It floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier. All the light that you possess is skewed by lakes and seas, The shattered surface, so imperfect, is all that you believe.
I will bring a mirror, so silver, so exact. So precise and so pristine, a perfect pane of glass, I will set the mirror up to face the blackened sky. You will see your beauty every moment that you rise.