Broken Glass

there is a girl trapped in my mirror 

with a storm raging in her eyes 

her fingertips brush with mine 

as she opens her mouth in a silent scream

she’s been alone for too long

caged like a bird

her bloodied fist pounds the glass

desperately seeking a way out

reaching her limit

she can’t hold on

as she’s about to let go

something inside of her whispers

“keep going”

the painful scars she bears

keep her from giving up

with her head held high

she walks on broken glass

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