A shattered reflection I look in and see,
A demon starring back at me, 'could it be me?'
Oh it's everything the people describe.
Ugly, useless, worthless, no need to be alive.
So why am I struggling so hard to survive?
Maybe if I just take that knife...
A shattered reflection they look in it and see.
A pale graceless girl who once was me.
Hanging from the rope bare faced as can be.
The demons got a hold of me...
A note which was pinned to her once beating heart,
Dug in to her flesh as blood do her part.
"death was the end of me, life was the start.
Health stole my body and perfection consumed my heart"
YOU ARE READING
she paints a pretty picture
RandomThis is my first book so sorry if it's bad, these are just some poems I've been working on. There might be some quotes, songs or thoughts/experiences in there too. Remember stay strong, you are not alone~† - Cassie (instagram cassieesposito)
