Lost Young

I look into the mirror’s face,

A window to a gentler place.

A dreamland where I’d been left untouched,

By sorrow’s hold and time’s disgrace.

I like the girl I see,

She looks and sounds like

She could actually be me.

She smiles a smile as free as could be.

And my heart hurts for her.

But in me I see the bone,

Of which only ashes remain now.

Little cracks that turn into fractures,

Silent stories no one has ever known.

Watch my shattered edges glisten,

As all your curses ricochet.

Fragments that shine unbidden,

Yet never fade away.

Deep down lies an epiphany,

That though broken, I am still enough.

To bear the weight unflinchingly,

And let my fractures sing of love.

 - Ria <3