Reflections of a Broken Soul

She is a person whose smile brightens every room she enters.

Yet the reflection in the mirror reveals an entirely different narrative.

The mask slipped away, exposing her genuine feelings.

How is it possible for someone to appear so vibrant on the outside while feeling so empty within?

How can she spread joy wherever she travels?

While the person looking back at her knows only sadness?

Gazing into the mirror, I found a stranger staring back at me.

The reflection was so unfamiliar that I struggled to identify myself.

What had happened to the vibrant eyes that once sparkled with energy?

The hair that used to be perfectly styled seemed to have lost its charm.

And what was this unexpected runny nose?

The lifeless, pale skin and the fractured smile left me questioning everything.

How did I end up like this?

Has it truly been such an eternity since I last faced my own reflection?

As I gazed into the mirror, my reflection eluded me.

Instead, a dark silhouette hovered in the shadows.

Mocking and chuckling as if it had just heard the funniest joke.

Was this merely a figment of my imagination?

I had expected to see a radiant, perfect woman staring back at me.

Oh, how wrong I was.

Gazing into the mirror, I found a stranger staring back at me.

For the first time, I was finally able to meet my true self—

A girl broken beyond repair.

@ShaWritePoetry