The Clouded Reflection
There
are no words for what I feel right now… or maybe there are just too many to
grasp. I don’t know… I don’t know anything anymore. I am heartbroken, I am
humiliated, I am terrified… I’m angry, confused, and disillusioned… and without
a doubt, I am indeed lost in a haze of uncertainty. Maybe everything I have
been told that I am is true… maybe I am exactly what they say I am. I am insignificant…
I am worthless… I am irrelevant… and I am deserving of nothing. Why did I think
this time it would be different? All that I have ever wanted... all that I have
hoped for… prayed for… wished upon a shooting star for… is forever beyond my
reach. I can barely see it as it drapes in front of me, shrouded in a heavy mist,
like a fog hovering over the beach’s cold, coarse sand. Tormenting and taunting
me… luring me and mocking me. I don’t know what to do… and I don’t know what to
believe as I stand motionless staring at an unfamiliar reflection in a clouded mirror. Although I
have seen this face an infinite number of times, I no longer recognize the woman
looking back at me. She is nothing more than a stranger now. Her every aspiration
fading from her vacant eyes… her greatest desires draining from her pale, listless complexion.
Soon nothing will remain but a hollow shell…

I
am nothing…
And
I am human…
Alethea J Salazar © 2017
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