My Short Poem; Slave to my Mirror

Slave to my Mirror

by Felix Olowokere

Am I a slave to my mirror?
Every night I stare
And see a man far, yet so near
Haunted scenes in my head
Drawn to it, can't comprehend
Stories that I heard
Made me very scared
haunting dreams
and united vampires
crazy scenes
like a man on fire

Am I a slave to my mirror?
or I'm just scared of the unknown?

The title you have provided for the poem is interesting and intriguing. It calls to mind an inner turmoil related to perhaps, a personal mental health struggle. The poem could use further development in terms of stanzas. The poem lacks poetic imagery in terms of development. There is no clear connection between the mirror and the memories of images. Markings on the facial features could be used to trigger thoughts. Imagined ravages could be dealt with through an introspective examination of the reflection of the man. Afterall, the man is seeing his demons within. There should, in my opinion, be at least 4 stanzas in this presentation that covers mirror representation, markings of a slave, and fear of the unknown, what the reality of the mirror representation is, all better represented by an inner analysis of oneself through the chosen themes.

It is very well written and has a deep meaning to it.