Fragments Of A Broken Mind

XXXII

I had one of those many days

Where I stood in front

Of the bathroom mirror

My tears escaping

And sobs finally unveiling

After days of keeping it in,

And letting it slide,

Willing myself to just

Get used to it

I finally let some of it out

Cause if I let all of it out

I'm unsure when or if I will ever stop

So I stand in front

Of the bathroom mirror

My thoughts a million miles an hour

Thoughts that aren't ever kind

When I'm alone.

They're living nightmares

That I can never seem to escape.

And nothing helps.

Not the taunts,

Not the looks,

Not the million scars

That I try so hard to hide,

I just wish that maybe finally

When I look into the mirror

I won't look away

Or cuss out the reflection

Or deem it imperfect

Cause it may seem that way to her

But maybe it's not

To everyone else

I just hope that maybe finally

I realize that too

before it's too late, anyway