I am staring at her. She looks so calm, has these captivating eyes filled with happiness, a soft smile playing on her lips. She looks so content and .. happy.
I was too lost that I didn't see the mirror in front me shattering into pieces. The mirror starts to crack and breaks into a million pieces. Those weren't just pieces of mirror, that was my heart broken into pieces.. that was me breaking down..
That's when I realize that the image I was so mesmerized in was me but at the same time it wasn't.
Everything was blur.. I was lost..
The broken pieces seem to stab me all over my body. Piercing my heart.. tearing me apart..
Each piece stabbing me deeper than the other..
Just in a span of seconds, everything was disoriented. Once I was happy, with a smile that reached my eyes and the next moment everything is lost.. I am broken.. wounds so deep that I can't stop bleeding..
Everytime I try to build this image, Everytime I remove these pieces and try to heal myself, there are wounds that cut deeper into my body.. I lose myself even more..
The wounds on my body might heal but what about those bleeding my heart..
