Feeling anxious, scattered mind
Reflects the distorted figure
from behind

Crooked smiles and grief-filled
eyes
Concealing all the pain behind
the silent cries.

The pieces are a constant reminder
Of losing myself and my dream
The broken mirror echoes my scream.

Once broken, cannot be restored
Deprived of the gloss and the way it
was adored
It breaks my heart and scars my soul
Baffled about how to become a whole.

By – Aleena