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.