The reflection of a stranger
Bloodshot eyes.
Pale face.
Growing thin
Weary
Fever overwhelms her body
Who is she anymore.
She looks at her reflection and a totally different person stares back.
Her anxiety kicks in
She can hardly breath.
She can't sit still
Her eyes twitch
Her hands and body begin to tremble.
Looking back and forth trying to find an sight for her sore eyes to find peace in.
As her heart beat begins to slow down.
A pit in her stomach forms.
She realizes she can't even begin to explain her thoughts, actions or emotions anymore
She has been changed
She can't undo her past
So she must learn to cope with herself in the present.
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