By: Ashlee Zlotnick
I used to look into a mirror
and see a life so clear.
As I looked into the distance,
I see people far and near.
The more comfortable I got,
the more I could clearly see.
Distinguishing who was pure
and understood who liked me.
But as I came closer to the end
a fog overtook my clear picture.
It’s almost like someone pointed a light
but all you could see was fade and flicker.
My mirror is now shattered.
Pieces of what used to be on the floor.
Something that I used to hold dear…
Is just memory, but reality no more.
Ashlee Zlotnick
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