The darkness in me began to outshine the light. The darkness in me wanted control. The darkness in me silenced my soul.

I’m not a picture perfect canvas,I’m not a queen on her throne.But there are some dark parts in meAnd I have welcomed them home.

I could never imagine loving myselfI could never imagine a personbehind the image I sawwhen I looked into the mirror.Who is this person? I would wonderWho is she?Does she have a name?