Title: Reflections of Scars
Author: BristowBoyScout545-Yes, I'm writing again!
Genre: Angst. Just angst.
Rating: PG-13 because of mature themes, I guess...
Summary: He wounds her the deepest
Timeline: Season three
Disclaimer: Alias isn't mine. Really. I'm serious. I don't own it.
A/N: Warning: Contains self-mutilation
Lines merge
then split
Paths my fingers
travel often
Pale and thin
spiderwebbing
across once rosy skin
I sob
a haunting echo
my creation I can't escape
like my scars
Weaving down my arms
encasing my body
just as fragments of mirror
have trapped my soul
I shatter them
but am never whole
My smile catches
my pained gaze
it's here
imprisoned in the crystal
Another shard
contains my eyes
full of life
They're dead now
Then he's there
in the sharpest piece
The irony draws a bitter laugh
Dragging his lips across my wrist
I've never been more sane
Fin.
