I’m not recognizing this face I see in the mirror.
I opened my chest and the pain flooded in.
I never wanted this.

There are marks and bruises that I've never seen before, perhaps never even felt.
I went to open my arms and they fell limp.
I never wanted this.

My face is flushed, mixed with blotches full of purples and reds.
I try to speak but my lips are sealed shut.
I never wanted this.

There is blood pouring from my wounds.
I just want to sleep, but my eyes won’t close.
I cannot leave, I cannot stay.
I cannot say what my eyes have seen.

I never wanted this.