For some of us no matter how well we seem put together on the surface. When ever we look into the mirror, we see the monster inside of us that we strive not to be.

Looking back at us through the mirror smiling, laughing at us knowing that our past is always there, and that just one slip, and you will become that monster once again. Forever broken inside.

No matter how many times we forgive ourselves it will lurk just on the other side of that broken mirror.



The monsters of our past, as we strive to be different. To prove to others that we are better. But are we really? Or are we simply trying to prove to our selves that we are no longer that monster anymore.