Sometimes it seems like yesterday – the first time I saw her face.
There was something so familiar, though I could not quite define it.
She looks so alone that girl frozen in the mirror.
What was it she saw that caused such terror?
Her eyes are like magnets I can’t look away.
Please tell me your story. I implored on this day.
An icy hand grasped mine and took me to a place behind the staircase.
Things too horrible to be told were there. A place that was beyond cold.
A smile of knowing was glazed on a horrible eyed half face. “you are us now” he grinned.
Now there is a new face in the mirror. I have taken her place.
Please set me free!!!!!
Photograph “Ghostly Image” L. Moon copyright 2011
I took a picture of this painting at a B&B. The mansion had a long history. I wondered if there was a girl captured in a frame. I think the reflection of the staircase makes the picture more complicated. Would love to know what this inspires in others…