when i came home that night
i broke a mirror.
picked it off my bedside
and smashed it.
i did it so i didn't have to
face myself again
but i ended up seeing myself
everywhere, scattered around
the floor.
it's not the first time
i tried to set my flaws on fire
and ended up sitting
on the burns
i've often reached for my own
happy ending, but ended up
snapping my wrists and
breaking my nails.
so tape my hands to my back
and glue my knees together
because maybe if i don't move
i won't break and if i don't break
i'll be able to breathe without
bringing the mountains down.
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