[ MIRROR ]
I stand before a mirror
Eyes bloodshot
Face crimson
I lock eyes with this Mess of a person
Not recognizing her
She looks so worn down And hollow
Her eyes contain a glaze
Lip quivering
She misses others for once
Mostly one who's near
One who doesn't seem to miss her
How pathetic
I put my hand up to The reflection
Wishing I could hold hers
This version of me has lost herself
So much bad has piled up
To the point where her back
Finally shattered from the weight
I normally tape the broken glass
But this me hasn't gotten around to it
I slice my feet every night
Accepting this pain
I don’t know this me
But I hope those teary eyes dry for her
And she finally sweeps
By tarin