Thank you for taking part in my challenge :).

I do remember the first one of this as well.

Mirrors often reflect what we do not want to see. The side of us which is beautiful and or pretty. Our mind plays tricks on us a lot of the times when we don't want to listen. You are looking at the mirror reflection and it is an interesting perspective I feel. It could be said that maybe the reflection is looking at you and it's twisted around. That would be interesting. Seeing what your reflection sees instead of just what the person sees. Anyways, you are crying because you don't like what you see inside. Memories are coming back to you within and the blade might be a symbol of your past or even present that you cope with. You seem to be holding a metaphor with the knife and that your past was not great. You don't think you will ever be beautiful again because you felt like you never were. Congrats on your win. 5/5

I am really glad that of the two beautiful pieces entered that this one won. It is so wonderful and it really did feel like a cleaner piece - you can see in a few places how you came back to a thought process because of the way perspective changes so subtly. Wonderful job keeping a unified piece despite this. I love the word choice and how strong you made the imagery in this write. For being such a quick read it really does leave an impact on the reader. Thank you for writing this.

""you are beautiful"

because beautiful is something I have never wanted to be...

beautiful will never be me. "

^This really stood out to me and left me thinking. Great job. Though I'm sorry this piece was so heartbreaking.

Woot, congrats on winning the challenge! Definitely deserved it. :)

I remember this piece fondly because the original was written for a challenge in the main boards, something about we had to stand in front of a mirror naked and write a poem about how we feel. Or...something along those lines.

I really like the imagery of your fingers tracing along your face. It's something we all do, especially when we feel troubled, but is often overlooked. You aren't happy with what you see staring back at you, tears fall and memories resurface.

You have a blade in your hand, examining it between your fingertips, feeling the coolness of the metal and recalling the memories of a time when it was a coping mechanism. The temptation is there but yet, you know that you are the only one that is in control of what happens next. You decide, not anyone else or the blade itself even.

You feel conflicted because you know that if you do go back down that road, you will temporarily feel a release, that worries will disappear for a few moments. It even sounds intriguing to have a moment of not worrying about anything, but you know that as soon as it is over, you will regret your decision and will only be disappointed in yourself for choosing to go back down this road.

You know that the blood will result in scars and that you'll never hear that you are beautiful. It's terrifying to you because you don't feel beautiful, never have felt beautiful and don't want to be.

I'm glad you chose this piece to rewrite, always been one of my favorites of yours. <3