I wrote this on October 8, 2012. This is how I think but as if it's someone else talking about it. If you need to talk I'm here.
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Flawed Mirror
She says she looks in the mirror
And all she sees is the mistakes she has made
And her past she has seen.
She can’t look at herself anymore
At least not the same.
It’s tattooed to her face.
There’s no escaping it now.
It runs through her veins like pain and misery.
She wants to give up but it’s not that easy.
She can’t run from it anymore.
It’s all around her and she thinks it might consume her.
She is covered by her mistakes and attacked by her past.
She can’t find her escape.
It’s too late for that now.
Everything is coming down around her.
The walls are collapsing.
No one’s here to help her.
She wants to be found.
She wants the help people speak of.
But she wonders if it’s just a story.
