Love me.
Tell me I’m beautiful.

I don’t hear their voices in it.
I believe it from you.

What did you do
to stop me hating this mirror?

I am shedding a rotten skin.
Closing a door behind me, no going back.

It clings to me. It refuses to let go.
Tear it away.

My greatest fear is losing this,
and I will hang onto it until there is nothing left in me.

Love me.
Possess me.
Flaunt me.
Expose me.
Scare me.
Destroy me.

I dare you.

Destroy me.

I will love
every
second.