011 // Monster in the Mirror

On this cold, cursed night, I’m looking in the mirror; And it terrifies me when What I see is a dark, grizzly shadow… It’s evidently clear, With no room for misinterpretation — My eyes are playing tricks on me. It doesn’t seem that My instinct is wrong. I have no reason to doubt; I double-check anyways, That this is purely a figment of my imagination. Or is it That the truth is undeniably macabre — The worst case scenario, Which would be Quite frankly, shocking. I look again, and it’s Staring back at me, The monster that I see. Maybe I’m Imagining things. I know I’m not actually Trapped with this horrific beast: Blood-red eyes that pierce the soul, ...View all