• I stand alone in the restroom
    hands gripping the edges of the sink
    Staring into the mirror,I'm confused
    who is this staring back at me?
    It cant be me
    but it is
    Hollowed dead eyes stare
    as i grip the edge even harder
    Where did she go?
    Where did the happy go-lucky girl go?
    She lies beneath those dead eyes
    Tears roll down the her face
    as the reflections hand meets my own.

    What have I done....