She closes her eyes and walks blind.
She doesn't look at the reflection because its a nightmare.
The past month and a half had been hell hardcore.
She's feeling sick but the doctors cannot help.
The tears fall silently, the pain is only growing.
She can't cope. She doesn't understand.
It's bad enough she didn't need a visit from that man.
Flailing limbs as a panic arose she's seizing barely even breathing.
She wakes up hours later in tears.
He's made the truth crystal clear.
She would always live in fear.
Fear of being alone, fear of those she loves leaving.
It's her fault.
Her heart now black as coal.
Spiraling down into her own sorrowful, hellish hole.
She gives in to the voices within.
Closes her eyes and waits for the end.
No longer has a reflection.
Isn't remembered, just a girl from the passed who had a fear of looking in the mirror.
