Reflections

Seeping from wounds

Not healed

She bleeds truth

From images found

In cracked mirrors

She hides

Face covered

Full flesh peeling

Layer by layer

Visions of her

Reflections unseen

Invisible in a mirror

With no glass

Bleeding truth

Into a mirror

With no image

Photo Credit:Noah Buscher Unsplash

Here is my 2nd Twitter, Move Me Poetry Battle entry! Prompt word Mirror!!

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Writer, Poet and survivor of childhood abuse! Author of poem's~A Child Unloved, Soul Destroyed and more recently, The little girl in yellow bows.

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Debra Reay

Debra Reay

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Writer, Poet and survivor of childhood abuse! Author of poem's~A Child Unloved, Soul Destroyed and more recently, The little girl in yellow bows.