Through My Puffy Eyes

Disoriented, I lay on the cold tile

No longer a mirror, but a broken shard

With every sob, that ran a shudder through me

With every sob, that brought in a ragged breath

With every sob, that promised to fracture me

With every sob, that shrank me to a withered flower

Through my puffy eyes, now the world seemed crystal clear

With every sob, that demanded a whisper of reassurance

With every sob, that sank in a new realization

With every sob, I build a new me

With every sob, I build a confident me

Not for the world, but only for me.