I used to look in the mirror
and didn’t recognize the person
staring back at me.
I didn’t know her.
I didn’t love her.
I didn’t want to be “her”.
She was not me;
I WAS NOT THAT PERSON!
I only recognized
the dead, blank look in her eyes…
all the emotions drained out of her,
just the pain and the EMPTINESS lived inside.
I could only sympathize with her.
I couldn’t even cry for her anymore.