Fractured Identity
Reflection
A visage cracked, a soul revealed,
In monochrome hues, emotions concealed.
A map of the mind, etched on her face,
Fractures and lines, a hidden place.
Her eyes, a window to the past,
A story untold, forever to last.
The hand on her chin, a thoughtful pose,
A moment's pause, as the world froze.
In this stillness, a world is born,
A reflection of the self, reborn.
The cracks begin to mend, the pieces align,
A new identity, a story divine.
A journey inward, through the broken glass,
To find the self, and let the healing pass.
In the beauty of the brokenness, she finds her strength,
A resilient heart, a spirit at length.