I stare through my haze
of pain,
The mirror stares back
and I laugh,
I laugh at this writhing
howling thing inside of me,
Because I created it,
Welcomed it
I hate it yet I will never
be rid of it,
I tell myself it is an
abomination,
A monster that has always
been,
I lie even to myself
The mirror stares back
and I see myself,
My faults,
My ugliness lies there
for everyone to see,
Everyone except me
Yet in the mirror I see
more,
Millions of faces and
bodies next to my own,
And again the creature
returns
The black monster inside
of me howls in satisfaction,
This horrid thing that
stands between me and my soul,
This horrid thing I can
never be rid of,
This horrid thing that
is me,
And the mirror stares
back
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