coffeelove

So you are staring into the mirror and you are no longer looking at what is real, it is you but you are hanging upside down, there is no struggle to break free, just a quiet acceptance of a victory that was not yours, the tears have been soothingly wiped from your cheeks, keep staring or reach out, trail your fingers through your hair, press your lips to the cold glass and know that this fate may seem everlasting but you too shall one day be released from your bonds.