• vrushmahi 9w

    Mirror

    This mirror has witnessed everything, from her scream to her admiring looks.
    It saw her pieces when she shattered.
    It felt her void when she emptied herself.
    The mirror reflected her soul when she was afraid to look at her reflection.
    It was there when she wanted to be alone, looking at her, being a stranger.
    This mirror has seen her, faced her, felt her, gathered her. But why?


    To break her again?
    ©vrushmahi