These struggles are common, but they're still mine

It's cold

It's cold and it's dark

It's cold and it's dark and I'm all alone

 

All except for the mirror.

 

It stands alone

Unmoving

Unchanging

In this empty void

Beckoning me to come closer

 

It's smooth

It's smooth to the touch

It's smooth to the touch and it's cold

 

My personal reflection

 

It's face looks back

Sharp

Angular

Peering into my heart

Peering into my mind and soul

 

It's calculating

It's calculating and it's indifferent

It's calculating and it's indifferent and it's unknown

 

Yet familiar, all the same

 

It's voice is low

Whispering

Hissing

All my unspoken thoughts

And seems to speak the truth

 

I'm flawed

I'm flawed and I'm worthless

I'm flawed and I'm worthless and I'm unneeded

 

This icy beast untamed

 

It's ferocius

Howling

Scratching

Crawling underneath my skin

Ripping out my heart for it's feast

 

I want it to stop

I want it to stop for it hurts

I want it to stop for it hurts and it's unyielding

 

But I know I deserve it 

 

I deserve this

This pain

This hurt

I'll never be good enough

I'll never be enough to live

 

It shatters

It shatters and falls

It shatters and falls and the mirror is no more

 

My hands are bloody and red

 

I pick up the pieces

Slowly

Miserably

Taking care to pick them all

So as not to damage my already bloodied hands

 

I mend

I mend the mirror

I mend the mirror that's broken

 

My only view outside

 

The mirror

Shattered

Repaired

Made again of fragments

Never to be whole again

 

I ache

I ache in my heart

I ache in my heart but I put on a mask

 

It hides the pain I'm feeling

 

I'm broken

Hiding

Cowering

Only my eyes show the truth

But no one even notices