Mirror

     It dawns another beautiful day outside, look to the side and yet you're not lying to me, I think "why has not?" Anger ran through my body the whole bed shuffle threw the pads against the wall, pulled the sheets the bed, banged his fists on the mattress and muttered "not yet."
     I got up and went to wash his face and teeth. When you look into the mirror I saw that I still had no life in them still remained deep, dark, black, wet hands felt defeated by loneliness, threw water into the mirror to clean my image but resulted rubbed my skin but my image was always the same, I washed my hair, I got tired, I went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife and cut my hair, I sighed and turned to look in the mirror and nothing remained the same panicked, "what if happening to me "I thought his image came to my mind the days are so good with him I feel like new, a simple girl who lives for that wonderful moment full of fantasy, but today I see in the mirror that none of it remains the same.
    I closed the door to my room wanting to force her to leave a hurricane of emotions I have inside me, I started to put myself in the mirror looked at my body and saw a person so pale, dead cried upon seeing that image and trying to be me again, hit me, rubbed the clothes on my body to make me feel alive, though none of this has resulted in only acts done in vain.
    I heard his voice whispering in my ear that will come back to me that I just have to wait, did not change my image to make a crazy thought, I grab the knife that was left in the bathroom and there to look into the mirror I penetrating her in my body from top to bottom, but just saw the blood dripping from my face to my feet dripping all over the floor, the image reflected in the mirror was the same as a person without life, but you just want to say I'm nothing without you.



Jane Lee