0 Broken Butterfly by Ashley Quebedeau

A young maiden stares straight into her vanity mirror Staring hard into the milky glass and she doesn't see her reflection but of someone totally different It shows this girl made from porcelain Never to break Never to have a fear Nor emotions at all but what people don't know that this maiden is made up of  smooth china Is finally chipping to the very  core of her being yet she trys to keep the mask on so selfishly where no one can see the tragedy she has gone through to overcome the obstacles in her life and at that same moment her past flashes before her remembering all the people who abused her and feeling her own heart succumbing to the dark side to fulfill the dreams she always wanted to be in this masked person until she finds out that she is alone in this ugly world   her fantasy world crumbles around her leaving her so called fantasy world a mess inside her mind trying to pick up the pieces that fell before her feet staring at each one with awe and amazement how she build this place inside her mind after the awe went away, her mind had to figure out if the pieces could be placed back together thats when things started to twist and tangle into this oblivion that leaves her mind so boggled she doesnt know what to do Each step she takes is a lacy web that untangles into billions of branched feelings and worlds that could or would be her so called home Step after step becomes a numbing ice to her heart and soul feeling each footstep becoming harder to move forward in this choas of worlds She trys to find out who she really is.... This monster she set herself up to be or this butterfly that can do what she wants and be free from everything that held her wings shut on her Yet these thoughts are confusing and breaking her soul to the very core weary days of thinking of death breaks her beat sets her back from the healing process till that one sparkling evening that she finally found herself in the hazy fog standing there...waiting for her to take the porcelian mask off and to be who she is which is this beautiful gothic butterfly with stitches covering her body wings ripped in places hair askewed everywhere that she runs to her vanity mirror once again ready to reveal who she is in this milky glass and sees that she has grown into this beautiful butterfly once and for all