her eyes are like stained glass
with no reflection
no light cutting through
i cannot find myself in them anymore
they're laced with guilt and acetaminophen
they're drizzled with tears
that i cannot feel sorry for
her irises carry a pain that only loathes itself
a darkness that only sinks deeper
and the voice of a child that screams for her mother
there are so many of you in this glass
and i cannot choose which one i hate more
