By:RecentIy03

She glances at herself in the mirror,
sees a reflection
but does not
recognize the face
staring back at her.
She traces the contours of her
features
trying to memorize what she sees
before rinsing her skin in cool
water,
washing off the layers of her makeup,
the mask in which she
masquerades,
slowly removing layer after layer,
shedding boundaries of her
ego
as they wash down the drain
in a swirling current.
She wants to
see naked reality
without the labels, without the images
no facades only
the essence of her soul.

~

Recently03