Reflection

• Daisy Smart, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2009

Walking steady, silence filled the air.
Glossy dark walls seemed to tighten.
My heart as a drum beating louder and louder faster and faster.
Something glimmering was at the end of this big black whole.
I walk closer and closer to that glimmering item that caught my eye.
Moving in closer in each step and each breath.
Finally I see it, but fear and anger filled my heart.
Who was there?
I move closer.
With each passing second I seem to move an inch.
I come closer I see a person standing.
Fear took over.
I look closer and I see........ myself standing in a long mirror.
Moon became to glitter.
No longer was the night my enemy
What was I afraid of?
After all it was only my reflection.