Mirrors

Mirrors have distorted my self-image. Where I saw beautiful, I saw you. But you’re no longer here. My mirrors were my portal to you. But you’re no longer here. Momma told me I was beautiful ever since I was a little girl But I no longer believe her. My mirrors were my portal to you. But you’re no longer here. My mirrors cracked and broke. Where I once saw you, I stroke. But I use violence and it hurts. My mirrors were my portal to you. But you’re no longer here. I tore the mirrors down, Because I’m so alone, Why aren’t you here? I don’t believe her. My portal to you.