how fragile are you today
ever since I left no one calls you the fairest of them all
you just wanted a mirror, mirror, on the wall
well your reflection is shattered now
time to look at what is real
to start over so you can heal
what looks back
will look different
but will be a familiar dream
please don't put on a show
no one is watching
we're all busy looking in the mirror
a good first impression is key
vulnerability will inspire distrust
you will shatter again
you are very fragile today
better rehearse your act more
because attention means they like you
About the Creator
Hufflecup
I want nothing more than to dedicate my life to writing, so I figured I would start here to test the waters. I will be submitting stories to as many communities as possible.
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Dead Asleep
At 23, I moved out of my parents’ old house, finally on my own, free. Even though I was moving into a tiny studio apartment, the euphoria of escaping that oppressive house was liberating. The strange experiences and nightmares my sister Eva and I had painfully endured as children in that house faded into the past; after her funeral, I suspected it had something to do with those nightmares. I never wanted to go through that again.
By Barb Dukeman6 days ago in Horror
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