Dirty Reflection

At 2 a.m. she stood
In front of a mirror
Half naked in just her underwear
Pushing dirty black hair
Out of her eyes
With those sad eyes she stared
At her own reflection
Giving herself what almost
Seemed to be a look of hatred
She picked up the dark pink lipstick
Covering the redness of her lips
With the bleak shade
She wasn’t going anywhere
She wasn’t meeting anyone
She just wanted to disguise the lips
From which lies emerge
Not wanting them to be her own
She moved in close to the mirror
A whisper away from
Kissing her own reflection
Incomprehensible words escaped
From the dark pink lips
Then she pressed them against the mirror
Leaving a triangle of color on the glass
She admired it for a moment
Then her face was only misery
She went over to the light switch
And in a second she was engulfed by darkness
Along with the room
And in the dark her guilt was hidden
From the rest of the world