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I am a criminal. I committed the worst crime being alive.

I did not put a gun up against your head, stealing your black leather purse,running away with everything inside. I did not break into your house and stole your valuables. I did not commit murder as I thought about wrapping my tiny hands around your neck, making sure your last breathe would have been today. I did not rape, when you looked up at me having lust empowering your eyes. I did not abuse and fight. I would never lay a hand on you. No, those are not the crimes I committed.

I asked the officer to arrest me. With confusion on his face he asked me what law did I break. I told him... "I am a criminal... I committed the worst crime alive... I fell in love with someone who would never love me in time. " with my wrists out, ready to be arrested.. he looked at me with sorrow and hurt.

"Hunny, that is a law everyone breaks. You'll be okay. You will find better than the boy who broke your heart."

"No! Arrest me for the sin I created. Being lost within my mind, trying to erase what is left of him. He will never be mine again. Take me away from this mess... please."

The officer hugged me and I cried. He was so warm and caring. Something I never had.

"I am a criminal."

"We all are hunny."

"You dont understand officer... I committed the worst crime alive... I fell in love with the fool who will never love me... I put in so much trust. So much care... never once was I returned. I am a criminal for giving him a piece of me he never deserved. He stole my heart and ripped it apart. Officer, I created a sin... deep within... I know I still love him... and that is the worst crime of all."

On the other side of the room, is an obstacle I hate running into. The mirror. When I view myself differently than my reflection would show who I truly am inside. The Monster of which I disguise beneath the lies you see everyday.
The mirror brings out the girl I never wanted to be. In her eyes I see hurt, betrayal, dishonesty, abandonment, hatred, and hopelessness.
Her eyes are those eyes I wish I never had to see. The Mirror that shows the truth showed me... the girl I always wanted to be... will never happen within the years I lived life.
I shattered The Mirror with the brush I use to untangle my hair... the hair so short now... a brush isnt needed forever more.
I looked at each broken piece... looking at the reflection I saw... it's the truth I finally am able to express... the shattered reflection is who I am. Every part of me that can get fixed... put together but will never be the same... exactly how The Mirror represents the broken personality stolen from me.
The Mirror was finally able to tell me what I must do.. fixing every piece to create The Mirror again.. seeing the lines as I looked at my reflection... made me smile at last.. knowing The Mirror's reflection of me... has a stronger possibility... fixing me