Mirror, Mirror, On The Wall

I barely remember being whole anymore. I whispered her a tame promise of seven years of miserable luck... After my being was shattered to fragments, For simply revealing what she proudly broadcasts to the world. Disclosing what the faint-hearted shelter her from Hour after hour, Day by day. Not released, but jutted into the merciless abyss. Where high tides and rolling waves Smoothed my jagged edges And flattened my form Until I hardly remained. Yet, I never indulge in memories of being whole again. Where I was held captive under lock and key, Enslaved to an existence of mistreatment for my candor, Rewarded for my service with deafening shrieks, Obliged to flaunt her hideous truth In rain, shine And rain.

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