Mirror Mirror On The Wall

I look in the mirror

And see her everyday

Staring back at me with

Tears rolling down her cheeks

Tired eyes, longing for sleep

Cuts all over her skin.

(I wonder if she can sleep at night)

She looks like she hasn't left the house

Or even talked to someone, anyone

In a very long time

And hasn't felt the sun

Shine on her face

Maybe she is waiting for a change.

(Should I go and talk to her?)

I tell her to sleep

But she lets her demons scream

I tell her to eat

But she skips her meals.

I tell her to comb her hair

And all I get is a cold glare.

Is she done with herself?

(Is she done with me?)

One day I see her

Tiptoeing on the window sill

Wearing the white dress she bought

For her best friend's wedding

And when the sun rays hit her face

I swear I saw her smiling at me.

(Did something good happen?)

She looks down for a minute

Before holding out her hand

Is she afraid of falling?

I run as fast as I can

Knocking everything between us

And as I reach forward to hold her

She vanishes before my eyes

And all I'm left with is

A touch on my fingertip.

(But she promised she won't leave me alone)

She wasn't afraid of falling.

She was waiting for it.

(Why did she leave me?)

I wonder why she waited for me?

Why she picked out that white dress?

Why did she hold out her hand?

Could I have saved her?

Did she want to be saved?

Why did she smile at me?

Or was she smiling at something else?

(These questions will now remain unanswered)

I don't even look down the window

Instead, I run back to the mirror

Searching for someone, anyone

Only to see the emptiness reflected by it.

(I should break the mirror. And so I do)