She was broken

She was broken
But didn't see it at all
Her insides strong
Fighting on
Outsides weak
Her future looking dreary and meek
Bones brittle and small
Dark circles looping the holes
Where her eyes used to sit
Up high on her face
Where they once sparkled and shone
Bringing her being to life
Over time the dark grew and grew
Along with the voices inside her head
Enveloping all that she knew
Taking her flesh as its very own
Creating a sea of black
In an ocean which the light once made clear
Robbing her soul of all it could be
It rained in her eyes
Even on the days there was sun
And the people around her expected
To see this storm on her face
For all her days to come
But she remained in her way strong
Built her brick walls up high
Tall enough to shield her pain
From nosy and peering eyes
She hid herself from life so well
That when faced with a mirror
Not even she recognised
The hideous beast
Which she, herself had created
Haggard and hallow
Was the picture of her empty shell
Cradling inside her lonely and cold heart
Which she'd trapped and left to die
Inside her abused and mutilated body