You are more than broken shards of mirror. More than the words they spit out at you. More than the reflection staring back. You are, the way the corner of your lips turn up when you smile, the way you dance in the rain as it falls onto your skin, and the way you are when you're alone. You, are more then just a reflection. You, are a a wildfire. You are more then the waterfall that flows from your eyes.You are much more.
YOU ARE READING
Being between life and death
PoetryYou, holder of chaos, have the ability to make it look like beauty.