Again, inspired by a particular work of art. There is something in the way this image captures the moment that led me to want to expand on it a bit.
Artwork by Jack-a-Lynn on dA
She looks upon the jeweled pool,
Within the colors, it appears.
A mirror so sharp its' cruel,
That plays upon her darkest fears.
In it she is her harshest critic,
Without tempering the flaws.
The mind coldly analytic,
If her friends' pain she was the cause.
Reflecting on her prior actions,
Each word, and less than kind thought.
When superficial interactions,
Kept her from doing what she ought.
She stands a time in reflection,
Her legs not willing to depart.
In mind, lost in introspection,
By this cold mirror of the heart.