Broken
i look in the mirror
and inspect what i see
but the image that reflects
couldnt be me
the smiles too fake
eyes brimming with tears
so i smash all the glass
along with my fears
i pick up the piece that once was my face
droplets of blood have taken its place
im searching and searching
but noones around
theyve left me alone
with the reality ive found
im crying and crying
but noone can hear
another drop of blood replaces that tear
i laugh at the piece that once was my face
i laugh at the blood thats taken its place
i laugh at the tears i continue to cry
i laugh and i laugh as i watch myself die
Copyright © Erin Ballerstein | Year Posted 2016
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