Ghost

Forgotten
No memories of what we used to be or who we were. I turn the kaleidoscope and the faded colors spin into nothingness,
I am wishing for a revelation of some sort
A looking glass to peer into
A time machine to travel in to find answers
Of where I went wrong
I step outside
  The cold damp air awakens my senses and I feel the need to turn around
Only to see the sillhouette of a ghost filled with answers
Vanishing before my eyes into the morning sky

Free

She descends from higher than the clouds
Floating gently as falling autumn leaves taking their final bow as winter edges in upon them.
She spins
Gliding gently
As the wind offers to guide her to her chosen destination.
Her laugh is childlike, and way too loud at times, I remember wishing she'd tone it down a bit as if others cared or even worse were looking, but at this moment I am so very glad I kept my big mouth shut and just let her be.  It must have been so hard to let him go despite the heartache, despite the lies, he was all she ever knew.  But seeing her this very day I knew she made the right choice as her eyes glowed with a warmth from inside that I'd never seen before.  For today, the chains were broken and she was radiant, glorious, and floating on air, she was perfect, she was finally free.

Mirror

I press on the mirror

It feels cold

Lifeless

Reflecting back merely what is

On the outside

Face value

It does not reveal who I am

My core beliefs, who my heart,

My soul belongs to.

It is just a mirror,

Not reflective of pain, mistrust,

Or the armor I am slowly building up

On the inside to block me from feeling

Anything at all. Slowly but surely the walls are closing but my mirror, my magic mirror doesn't whisper, or hint, or even give a peek.  All looks quiet on the outside, like yesterday, like tomorrow.