Blood dripping
From my nose
Vibrant red
Like a blooming rose
Bruises spreading
Under my skin
Like water color paints
Or an oil spill
Trembling electricity
Fills my limbs
Waiting for the invisible
To strike again
But the worst torture
Among them all
Is when mirrors
Form from walls
And I see
The mess you've made
Of a girl who said
She'd never be this way