just like how i didn't have the words to describe my love for you,
now i don't have the words to describe how much i despise myself.
no words to convey my deep, dark loathing
the way mirrors twist and mock
until i want to break it to shards.
i wish i could redecorate with some scissors
and make a pretty, ****** portrait
of the girl i want to be.
so i will stay in this darkness
and see if i can't become something transcendent.