looking in the mirror

I face the mirror, and see a stranger
A mask of the face of a woman that once was
Her eyes without trace of joy
Her lips without a smile
I face in the mirror and I cannot recognize
A woman that is void of emotion
She is now but an empty shell
A ruin of the temple she once was
Life has been hard
Luck has been bad
Trials have been insistent
Failures have been many
Yet she looks deeply into my eyes
Searching for my soul, probing for something more
Waiting to see the woman, one day, I am meant to be......