A Shattered Image

As I scrape off the mask To reveal what’s underneath Blood starts dripping from my face and nails Then one crack and a chip at a time I start to see what was hidden And I’m horrified by it Yet comforted all at the same time It’s a vulgar sight That is completely insulting Yet somewhere deep down I know this is who I am And I like it. I scrape at the mask more Trying to get it off I no longer shall hide from the world If they don’t like it They can deal with that on their own Then the mask comes off completely Scared of everything that I see I bang my fist into the mirror And watch it shatter to the floor As all the microscopic pieces cut me I collapse on the floor In pain and agony Laying in a pool of sweet smelling red liquid Oozing from all the cuts Crying out with no one to hear!