Mirror--
Cold smooth
Silvered glass
Touching—cold
Touching—smooth
My shaking hand
Does it appear?
Will it always?
Nothing there,
Where did I go?
Who am I?
Will try not to scream,
No tears! No tears!
Now is not the time.
Breathe,
Try to breathe:
Take in,
Give out.
Take in,
Give out.
Out,
Out…
