Shattered Reflection

In the mirror's gaze, a fragmented soul peers back, A reflection shattered, like the glass that holds it. Eyes once whole, now broken, like the surface below, Reveal a depth of pain, a story yet untold. The darkness of the tank top, a mourning hue, Echoes the turmoil, the heart that's bruised and blue. The tattoo on her shoulder, a symbol of her past, A reminder of the journey that will forever last. The tiled floor beneath, a grid of order and control, Contrasts with the chaos, the emotional turmoil that unfolds. In this moment, she is lost, yet found, A complex dance of light and shadow, of beauty and pain unbound. The artwork whispers secrets, of a story untold, A tale of resilience, of a heart that's made of gold. It speaks of transformation, of a journey through the night, And the emergence of a new dawn, a new light.