Haunted Image Poem by Edwina Reizer

Haunted Image



A look in the mirror and the image he saw
Was frightening.
Was it he, so ghastly to see?
Turned down mouth
With lines from frowns.
Eyes with their corners
Not ups, but downs.

Unshaven was the raggedy beard
That his shaking hands could not face.
Hair that had just kept pace
With the depressed state of his mind.
The lower he got
The longer his hair
And the shock of it now.
OH! ! The despair.

She was gone and his world was broken.
She suffered so. No words were spoken.
Just the pleading look from her eyes
To stop all of her pain.
Where had his courage come from?
From his love which would always remain.
He kissed her lips. Closed her eyes
And pulled the plug from the wall.
And now seeing his haunted image
He forgave himself for it all.

For no one should have to suffer so,
Especially the one that you love.
And so, the mirror became his friend.
For it kept him in touch with her.
He found he wanted to look like this.
It could keep him her prisoner,
A prisoner of love forever
That was no longer in his sight.
He took a final glance in the mirror
And finally could sleep at night.

Friday, March 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Love
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