Somewhere in between
thick eyelashes and the second behind her eyes
something stops Amelia from leaving
It is not lack of a confidence mask
not her camouflaged smile
nor the keys
It is that mirror that keeps staring at her
showing the sadness she shares life with
frustration of waking up with just a memory
guilt of ending it all (if only)
Only the mirror knows
the naked reflection and the crimson lipstick
Outside she wears dressy hair and savvy shades
Not today, Amelia thought
Today I want to cry frozen tears
remove the night shades
show those feelings
my pale lips
the scars
The reflection drags her back
pulls her spirit
fades her chance …
_____Adriana Citlali
I-III-MMXIV
Today I am exploring Amelia as a character after the prompt at MeetingTheBar: Character Matters | dVerse.