Reflections

Staring into a mirror
of a face that once was dear.
Now looking like a stranger,
not knowing she is there.

Her eyes are red and swollen.
Long nights of tears have etched away the gleam.
The gloomy look of depression
is all that can be seen.

Her lips are cracked and crusty.
Dry till they bleed.
Folded together oddly
Hoping that people wont see.

Her cheeks are ghostly pale.
The color faded away.
Looking like she just came from hell.
The tear stains will forever stay.

Her hair is nothing near to clean.
The blond strands mixed in with other things.
Dirt, leafs, and blood can all be seen.
The curls now look disgusting.

Her hands clutch a knife stained red.
The words 'I love you'
People have never said.
She wished they only knew.

Staring into her broken self.
Wondering how bad it would hurt.
She didn't even cry for help,
as her body hit the dirt.