unfading scars ~ lucaya

the mirror was shaking in my trembling hands, I saw her again, the reflection I was stuck with, the ugly, worthless, broken, unloved reflection.

"I hate you, I hate you so much".

the old, dull looking women who was walking by, stopped and looked around confused.

"who are you talking to sweetie?", she asked.

all I did was point at the mirror.

"but, that's your reflection", her brows raised.

a tear slid down my cheek, "exactly".
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the teardrops run down and fall off her nose

she cries in dark corners, where nobody goes, you can follow the tracks.

from her eyes to her chin, years upon years of letting them win.

and her eyes tell a story, of anger and pain.

you think that she's happy, but just look again.

and the scars of her past, hidden under her clothes are a roadmap to places that nobody knows.

her smile is now painted, she's a master of disguise, and you can see it all, just look into her eyes.

but sometimes it just takes one heart to fix a broken heart.

love

Hope

happiness

is what we're fighting for.