Broken mirror by Shilo Moragn (best motivational books TXT) 📖

/> I am sorry,
for now,
the only image,
you will ever see,
is this me.

I am now,
a young women.

I faced the dark,
and i passed by the devil.

I am me,
the image of a fearless face,
a blackened soul,
a shattered life,
and a sealed away heart.

I am sorry,
to say that,
that little girl,
is just a memory,
now,
and forever more.

I am now,
the tall young women,
with the spine of a Gothic solider,
and a composer to match.

You made me this,
can't you see,
this is forever me.

A FALLEN ANGEL, FOREVER STADING

I'm standing here,
for a reason I do not know,
nor shall fear.

I'm standing here,
thinking,
what is there to know?

I'm standing here,
with dream theater blaring,
into my ears.

I'm standing here,
holding my board,
thinking "why?" to myself.

But now I step back,
and rethink,
why am I standing here?

For what reason do l?

Then I see,
the only image,
that could make me cry,
all over again.

It is a little girl,
with a pink dress,
ash blond curls,
and a pink rose,
in her small,
little hands.

Then I'm looking into a mirror,
only to see,
a tall girl,
with with soft black curls,
long fingered hands,
and black jeans and shirt on,
starring back at me.

I was an angel then,
sent from the heavens above,
full of peace,
and love.

I am a fallen angel now,
with black butterfly wings,
fallen from the gates of heaven,
full of sadness,
and compassion.

My only fear now,
is to fall,
into a black hole,
of never ending pain,
3 times worse,
then I face to day.

And on my hand,
is a forever painted,
black rose.

And on my face,
a fallen,
black and red tear,
a piece.

I am not an angel,
anymore.

I'm a fallen angel,
struck with tears.

Can you see it,
too?

I'm standing here,
looking into a broken mirror,
with the music still going.

How mush longer,
can I last,
too?


THE FACES AROUNG ME

All these faces,
surrounding me,

Can you see them too?

Their standing,
all watching,
all waiting,
all believing that they will rest.

Many not yet aware,
that their even dead.

how do I,
not help them?
when I can see,
the pain they had to face.

The men,
the women,
the children,
all with a face,
to claim.

Can you see them too?
or<
is it just me>

Because I see them.
just the same way,
as you see me.

NOT TO BE LOVED

You see what I am.
Yet you love me all the same.

You do not see that I am not the same.
Yet you admire me all the same.

You see me as if I were still young.
You still don't see the real me.

I think I know why.

Your the one who did this to me.
"Out of love." You say.

You don't want to face my pain.
You only want to cling to the old me.

Yet if only you could the real me.
then you'd already know,

My one rule now,
Is not to be loved again.

Not like you "loved" me.
Not again.

You brought me something.
It's called pain.

You taught me what one thing was,
It's called fear.

Until,
You did this to me.

I was so young.
Why did you have to love me like that.

You are still,
Just the same.

But I will one day,
Make you see what you did to me.

I never had to scream.
Until you did that.

Now I go by one rule.

I will never again,
Be loved,
like you loved me.

You were almost a man,
and I barley a teen.

You still,
Only see me,
As her.

I'm not her.
She could be loved.

Because,
she knew little.

Now,
I know to mush.

I can not be loved,
The way you loved me,
Ever again.

-Yours truly,
the real me.

GOTHIC WONDERLAND

Alice oh Alice,
Can't you see,
Cheshire nothing but black fur,
and a wicked smile.

Alice oh Alice,
can't you see,
the white queen,
is wearing chucks.

Alice oh Alice,
cant you see,
the thing around,
are so wonderfully black.

Alice oh Alice,
can't you see,
the sky above,
stays forever night with the crescent moon.

Alice oh Alice.
can't you see.
the mad hater has put a ring on your finger,
and he's still the same.

Alice oh Alice,
can't you see,
the heir,
he's giving you blood to drink.

Alice oh Alice,
oh you must see,
your wedding dress,
its white and black.

Alice oh Alice,
wait!!!!!
Alice are you wear black lipstick?
Hell yeah.

CRY

It never matters,
When l cry.
It doesn't matter,
Because I rarely cry.

I just hold it in,
until it gathers together,
Then i blare the rock/metal

i don't let anyone know I cry.

then when they do hear,
My silent tears,
And they ask me what is wrong,
I say,
"I'm fine"

When I do explain,
it means nothing
And I'm told not to cry,
Because it's not worth their time.

it doesn't matter,
It doesn't matter
IT doesn't mattER!
IT DOESN'T MATTER ANYMORE!

The worst part of all,
I was proven this part,
By my own father.

But it doesn't matter,
That I cry.

SIT

I sit,
And cry.
My silent tears.
When no ones near.

I sit,
And wonder,
Would people be happier,
If I choose to end my life.

I tried once,
And no one cared.
So why not try again,
And leave a life of pain and sorrow behind.

Because,
No one cares.

I STAND ALONE

I stand on my own 2 feet.
I never had no one there.
I cryed myself to sleep.
Because no one was there to comfort me,
in my times of need.

I made myself what I am today.
No one cared where I was.
Unless it effected them.
I toke care of myself, and I still do.

I watched no ones back.
Because no one watched mine.
I was always in 2nd place.
Always 2nd best.

But when it comes to my family,
I realized,
That I was always going to be,
The first born,
Trail and error,
Always the mistake.
The child,
That should have never been.

But how do I forget,
when I'm told it every day.
Oh!,
how I long to be,
the 2nd child,
the loved and cherished,
the 1st best.

But then again,
Why do I care,
When I am better off then him.
I am what I am today,
Because I was Strong,
And let nothing stand in my way,
And had no help around.
But a few teachers,
that toke pity,
on a broken child.

Funny,
Now I know why I loved my teachers,
better then my mother and father.
My teachers were my family,
My class mate my brothers and sister.

I stood then,
I stand now,
forever alone,
when it comes to blood.

I stand alone.

MY POURED OUT HEART

You think you know.
But really you don't.
You thought you knew me inside out.
But you never did.

You always thought you saw what I was.
But in reality,
You'd never shut up long enough to hear me out.
I never didn't love you,
And in the end,
That was my worst mistake.

I would have token a bullet for you,
Just to see if you cry'd,
While my blood flowed smoothly,
through the hole.
Then at least,
I'd know that you did care,
in the end,
And just to let you know,
That my death was for love.

Now where do we stand?
Are we like romeo and Juliet?
-lovers never to be.
Or is my heart meaning less?
so are we enemy's,
doomed by fate,
and scared to love?

I have a feeling,
That we may never know.

A GIRLS FANTASY

As she sat there starring,
At a young man so fair,
She thought about death,
And how lovely it'd be,
If a young man so fair,
Saved her from,
deaths cold,
Unfair embrace.
As her Cancer sperds.

As she stood from her desk,
The bell hissed and bitched,
She thought about how,
the young mans cherry eyes,
sought her on purpose.

As she walked down her weary street,
blackness surrounded her,
She knew someone was near,
as she looked around,
again and again.
She never saw him behind her.
"Do you want me to save you now or later?"
He asked here as he drew her closer,
His perfect red lips,
coming near her,
small white neck.
She whimpered.
he bit her.

SECRETS

secrets are coming around.
their Beginnig to be found.
a secret life,
so full of what you once denyed.
a secret love,
you never thought would happen.
A secret within your self,
you've yet to discover.
a life so full of secrets.
a life so full of lies.
why not lay out the Truth.
when it's needed the most.
secret dreams,