She saw a reflection of her self in the fractured mirror of you, and thought to herself: is this how I want to, live out the REST of my life, with THAT???
Saw a reflection of her self in the fractured mirror of you, she’d always found a way, to get herself involved with men who’d needed the repairs, those who had been broken way, way, WAY before she’d ever, bumped into them, and, through the years, she’d been, grinded down too hard, sanded (like how you make the tabletops smoother???), repeatedly, and yet, she’s still, going NOWHERE fast!
like this??? Photo from online…
Saw a reflection of her self in the fractured mirror of you, and that, was the very first time, she’d taken, a GOOD look at her SELF, reflected through you, and guess what she’d figured out? Absolutely, NOTHING!
Saw a reflection of her self in the fractured mirror of you, and that was still NOT quite enough, for her, to take herself OUT, from the fractures of you, and so, she will, keep on, getting sliced, AND diced (like how you prepared the tomatoes???), and torn up completely, put back together, like those, mismatched pieces of a quilt made from the cut up pieces of those old memories of those blankets and sheets you’d had in your childhood years???
Saw a reflection of her self, in the fractured mirror of you, and she’d, realized, that enough IS enough, she’d had it, she’s finished, feeling BROKEN down, and with that, she’d, left you, in a cloud of D-U-S-T, and you, without an INKLING of a clue of what just happened, or why she’d, left you! Boy, oh boy, are you STUPID or what!!!
what, do you see when you look at me??? Not my sketch…
Life, the Obstacle Course 