Short, Mad

Pierced by an arrow,
pierced by a phrase
Killed by a sentance,
trapped in a maze

Look in a mirror,
catch your own gaze
See your reflection
twelve different ways

Watch yourself failing
your thoughts growing crazed
There's fear in your posture
your eyes going glazed

Your mind is confusion
you always seem dazed
Your life is soon ending
forever you're phased

-Written at 17

poem by Poet Dragon
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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