Mirrors Poem by Vianca Borrero

mirrors
thousands of mirrors
walk around
laughs
every mirror has someone laughing
cant take the laughing
balls my fists up
punches through a mirror
blood flows from my knuckles
punches through another mirror
see you in another mirror
kicks the mirror till it shatters
i hate you
one mirror left
biggest one yet
your standing there
i walk up to it
i look into those eyes
i look all over you
all i have left is hate
blood boils
heart pumps faster
heat envelopes my whole body
i hate you
never have a truly ever hated a person
i hate you
fully
look into those eyes one last time
i spit on the mirror
i turn and start to walk away from the last mirror
as i get to the door
i turn around and grab a batt
i throw the batt at the mirror
as it leaves my fingers
i finally know
im truly free
memories flash through my mind
just as the batt smashes through the glass
small pieces of glass falls
in each piece
i see each memory
each touch
each kiss
each anniversary
each gift
every promise
every wish
every hope
never was it real
all it was
was a mirror
a reflect of what i wanted
never again
the pieces finally hit the ground
i walk to the pieces
i hold my hand up
my blood flows down my hand
slowly drops start to fall on the pieces
thats the last of me you will ever have
grab all the things you ever gave me
throw it on the pieces
grabs some lighter fluid
throws it all on the pieces
lights a match
my heart is my own
throws the match on the pile
BOOM
fire explodes over everything
i watch the flames
the end of one life
i turn my back on this
i turn my back on this end
i walk away
i close the door
i walk through the gates
the house starts to go on fire
i walk away
the end of one life
the beginning of another
a better one
a real one
burn baby
Burn..