Our friendship was a fire full of ashes ,
After a few months it died,
You played with me like I was your favorite captain America action figure, 
 
But then the unexpected happened , I broke and you threw me away , 
You got a new figure and he was your new bestfriend , I managed to climb out the trash and I watched you guys play , my heart broke at night when you guys slept together , 
I missed your soft hands , your soothing voice , your  scent but mostly our friendship , 

I was angered , I grabbed a screw driver and stabed his arm off , I put it in the hole on my cold plastic body  and the wires fixed themselves , 
I was yours again but guilt killed me and so I took the screw driver and pushed it through my head , 

I'm caught in the middle of this mess , 
With no one to turn to , 
Enclosed in complete darkness , 
Traveling with no path , walking Down a tunnel with no light at the end 
Living in fear 
like a candle with little wax , drip , drip , waiting for my end to come , 
As every last salty tear slowly runs down my cheek leaving a trail as it slowly disappears into thin air ,
I lay there hopelessly , waiting till
I'm a lost soul without a body ,  I shut my eyes and watch , 
they take my body and destroy every thing inside , Like it meant nothing but a worthless penny ,  all scratched up thrown on the side walk . The only emotion I've ever felt . 
Sincerely - selena Lynn mercado :*

The girl in the shattered mirror 

She stares at her self , 
She cries as she looks at the scars reminded of her brutal child hood , 
At the age of three , witnessing a knife go in to her mothers smooth skin , 
That child saw her fathers rough hands wrapped around her mothers neck , getting tighter and tighter until  blood came pouring out her mouth , 
Too little to know what was happening , but still traumatized by flash backs and stories , 

She sees the bruises from an alcoholic grandfather who was out raged when he saw that his perfect little girl had turned into an angry little monster, an angry little  locked in a cage , who  could be so delicate ,delicate like  a flower but strong & fierce  like a tiger , 

Through the cracks of the mirror she sees the fresh cuts on her body , as she removes her clothes she sees more cuts , bruises & scars ,

She's a broken shattered Mirror with a hole , that no Will ever want , cause in reality who wants to fix something they didn't break ? Who wants to pay the price for someone else's mistakes ? 

Slm ;*