No Harm Done

She sat there watching her reflection dim, the mirror shattered, her paiticence wareing thin. She lashed out scratching the person within. Her hands badly broken, the tears poured out she's hardly spoken. She then realized she had been used nothing but a token.

She wimpers loudly trying to call out, sobbing in her hands filled with a liquid form of doubt. She screamed hollard and held her heart dear,the echos of her sorrow ringing so clear. A dark figure appoached calling out her name, leading her towards another scar to be framed. She felt like she was drowning, an ocean of emotion that had yet to be tamed.

She screamed again in anger of hurt and pain, she cant believe she fell in love "not again, not again." Alone there she lay crying tears of hurt she dropped another thought "Could this get any worse?" The dark figure stood high and corrupted she looked up at its sweet face, a mask that was now busted. There he stood laughing dark and insanely and he looked over her planly. She wanted to run, flee and hide away but something held her back all she could do was stay.

His face became blurry as he yelled obscene nonscence, she could bare the thought nothing made any sence. She glanced at the mirror her face now distraught, finally breaking completely better not bare a thought. Tears streaming down her face eyes puffy still stuck in deep space.

She can hear their laughter them making fun of her, she stands up her onyx hair hiding her eyes. she turned to that dark figure comeing back into focus, "Can you answer me why?" He stood taken aback her voice so tantalizing easily mistaken as lust. But in her eyes as plain as could be that she was not atleast abit happy.

The figures eyes then grew wide and he turned his face away from her stare, "Answer me if you dare." she wanted to face him she needed out, she was tired of letting everyone step on her, she was so angry she wanted to shout. She gave him an evil grin, he was neck deep he'd better learn how to swim.

Then she lashed out and gave him hell, she said everything she kept in and all that she held. By the time she was doen she had been panting, and when she caught her breath she started laughing. As crazy as it seems that dark figure she had feared for so long, was nothing but a scar that was left on her heart, "I was wrong I was wrong." He studdered and she promised that she would make his whole world fall apart.

The dark figure ran, ran away never to return the very next day. She sat alone and glanced at the mirror and again she bent low, smiled and she whispered, "Its okay no harm done,"