Reflection

Walking down a street
No turns or shortcuts along the way
Nobody around, I'm on my own
Seeing an image in front of me, i want it to stay

Chasing the unknown shadow
It seems like a endless path
Catching up to the image
It appears to be wearing a mask

The person in front of me
Appears to be a girl
But the scars across her body
Make me want to hurl

Her ribcage sticks out
As it appears to have no skin
What this girl is doing to herself
Appears to be a sin

Scars across her body
Cuts and bruises up her arms
Whats happening behind her smiling face
Could this be a case of Self Harm?

Her hands reach up for her mask
Slowly its removed from her face
I double back in shock and horror
As it looks like a empty space

Waking up from the nightmare
I look down at my arms
The dream must have shown my reality
Of what it is like to live with self harm.