A forlorn heart with no spark of light,
Not even the sun ray could radiate its way,
Watched herself drench in self-pity,
Watched herself die but still managed to smile.
She became her own addiction,
Repeatedly pulled the trigger for self assurance,
It became so exciting to halt,
Blindly lied to herself, everyone, without batting an eyelid.
To stop wasn't an option,
To continue also became scary,
Again,
It was too exciting to halt.
The mirror being the mirror,
Reflected all the flaws,
Stared longer,
The claws of the Devils churned their way into the pit of her stomach.
Bloodshot eyes,
Shattered mirror, more or less
A shattered heart,
Continued with the insanity,
Balled up, and
Remained perished.
~ Nusrah 💎
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