Because of you

Eyes glued to the ground,
 Shaking with fear of what that reflective.              
              glass would confess,
    The true reality of her artificial insanity,
        To focused on not becoming one
                          Demon...
                She became another,
                 Just as sickening,
    That manifested out of her all to real
                          Fear...
       The voice of reason long Silenced and
         Overruled by pure ignorance of a
                   Naive heart...
      Now broken into small fragments held
             together by memories,
              Of who she use to be,
         Nothing near who she is today,
    That reflective glass and floresnt lights
          Illuminates her swollen eyes and
           Sunken cheeks,
glistening with Remorse and remembrance
              Of the once shining spark,
                Snuffed out by her own
                        Destruction...
       All because she was afraid to become
                          You...
          So she became something...
                         Worse.