The Haunting Reflection

I feel myself change every day

The trembling of my hands
The flutter of lashes
My smile curves into a twist
The dimples gone
My hair a jagged mess
Black beady eyes pouring into mine
My skins rather grey
ad I being to wonder
how that golden tint changed
to something barely liveable

Cracks are strewn on my neck
speckles fall from my cheeks
those once rosy lips
are crimson and grey
the scrunched the of my nose
disgusted by those
who never seemed to see the real me
my raven strands
tried back without amends

the narrow of my eyes
is nothing but surprise
a shaky breath escapes
a shiver down my spine
as I begin to see everything untwine
my smile curves into a twist
the dimples gone
my hair a jagged mess
“Who am I?” I whisper to myslef
A smirk spreads

And I only see the reflection in the mirror