Reflection

Looking in the mirror
Every shard of it filled with ugliness
I just want all of it to go away
Cracks fill the mirror
And my image falls away from my vision
Glass fills the floor
Tears stream down my cheeks
I fall to the floor and my knees
Hit the carpet hard
Glass goes into my knees
Blood streaming over my reflection
Just wanting to be called beautiful
Complimented rather than criticized
I reach up and take a shard and stab it through me
Feeling bliss within the pain
Bye my cruel hell