Reflection

And the walls 

closing in

as she drowns

in her own vast sins

of the father, mother

sister, brother

do they judge her?

or is it her minds' reaction

to, the faction

of masses

how they exist

and she is fixed

on this idea

of self affliction.

Her wounded soul

contorted

based on feelings

uncontrollable

she lies in

a vacant state

at the screen

before her

it's there

stories of

all the others

to her life

she will compare

and sit 

in remorse

and self woe, strikes

to herself she is

the foe

'let it go!' she shouts

internally;

but the truth comes hard

to 

the lonely

minded

trapt in a 

transparent cage

like a maze

her thoughts stream

rapidly by

can she catch one?

no......

not this time.