The girl whose hair went up in flames

I was grieving.

The girl whose hair went up in flames.
She used to be that Rapunzel with hair long, beautiful and precious.
A nightmare took that away overnight.

When I looked at the mirror, I had been looking at the loss.

The girl missed her hair, totally, completely and very honestly.
She couldn't understand why it was taken away from her.
Just like that.

When I see photos of my used-to look, I felt the most sorry for myself.
Reminders of the past scare me.

I was nervous.

I kept looking at the mirror,

I couldn't register the new me.

The girl cried everyday, and she lost her mind.
She couldn't accept the once perfect hair is replaced by hair so tortured.

I was still grieving.

I am the girl whose hair went up in flames.