Unreliable Me

Broken was in the reflection

Mirroring me in every shard I picked up

Forcing me to look at her face again

Forcing me to remember the pieces I tried to cut

She was reflected in every way

Diagonal, backwards, asymmetrical

Nothing looked familiar

I couldn’t figure out how to make her whole

Been so long since she had seen her image

Seemed more like a mirage

Impossible to connect to her again

She was disturbed by what I saw

Desperately searching for a piece to recognize

Slowly losing pieces of her frame

I tried and tried to put her together

Somehow, the more I tried, the less that remained

She was beautiful in an artistic way

Just as broken in the lost that I saw

I was then as I am now

I was still incapable of perfecting her flaws.


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