Within the Broken Mirror
On the outside…..
She looked like a good girl, doing everything right.
All that was expected of her she never failed to
achieve. Looking at her you wouldn’t have known,
you wouldn’t have seen the broken child she kept
In the inside, looking in the mirror…..
It was painfully clear that the face looking back was
A face I have never seen.
This stranger…who are you?
What do you need?
Will I ever know you or will I always grieve, because the look
of sorrow in your eyes reflecting back at me?
Our heart was abandoned at such a young age.
We never knew who we were supposed to be…
so many people around us but none never said, “I love you” “You are
special” “You are all that you should be…..”
We grew to become a lady….
Day after day we learned to be what the world wanted us to be.
We no longer looked in the mirror, we didn’t care to see the many
masks we wear cloaked in public imagery.
So tired of watching life go by, not counting our blessings just
waiting, dying inside. At last one day we woke up and shattered the
mirrored glass. Breaking through the lies that shackled us, telling us we were “not good enough”, that “you will never succeed”.
That unnamed obsession we always longed for but could not reach….
was to feel completely at peace with who we turned out to be. .
Today in the mirror….
I look up and see a beautiful strong woman with eyes that have seen
what it is to be at peace at long last with ME……