Broken Mirrors
Location
I live within broken mirrors—
Fragmenting my mind.
Each piece provides another
Distorted view
Of the perfection I try to find.
Each crack scars
The delicate skin
Of the innocence within
The body I've been taught to hide.
My soul remains fragile
As the skin upon these bones
Rips.
I crumble
To fit within the jagged pieces.
Pushing and pushing
Deeper into my skin,
Until that which is scarred upon me is a
Smile.