Mirror of Trauma

A broken mirror stained with blood Reflects the mistakes of the past Though one's heart may heal, the scars Will flood the veins, a reminder of trauma and pain Each piece tells a story Of violence, abuse, and agony A symbol of a shattered life Once perfect, now in strife As the images of betrayal and deceit unfold It brings to mind what you have lost The spirit folds, and the heart grows cold Paying the price at such a cost The mirror broke, got stained and You screamed, but it was in vain Beating yourself up, yet losing the fight Trying to pick up the pieces to make things right