My whole body shook and trembled from my cries.
Thoughts bounced back and forth in my burning mind.
It was non-stop.
I am too tired.
Streams of hot tears ran down my cheeks,
smearing my makeup, but I could care less.
My temples pounded as more nonsense words filled my mind.
I inhaled sharply,
and snapped my head up to face my reflection in the mirror.
' You look so weak '
my consciousness whispered.
I furrowed my eyebrows and frustratedly wiped away the mess under my watering eyes.
' Weak '
this time it spoke barely audible.
" SHUT UP. SHUT UP!"
I screamed at my reflection over and over again.
My voice broke as new sobs escaped my lips.
I slid back down on the cold marble floor, covering my face with my arms.
Hours passed, and my cries slowly lessened.
With one last sniffle, I stood up to look in the mirror again.
My hair stood up in multiple places, my makeup was nearly gone, my cheeks red, and my eyes puffy.
I turn the faucet to the coldest water setting, before splashing my face and lightly scrubbing once dried, I glanced back in the mirror.
' Smile '
A little smile tugged at my lips, as if reassuring me everything was okay...
although I knew this would happen again