MY PHOBIAS WILL FEAR ME AS I FEAR THEM

EISOPTROPHOBIA

I'm literally peeling away my skin.
I'm forcing the flesh off my bones.
I can't stand it no more.

Reflections stare at me, or is it me staring at reflections. She won't stop looking, my face... no not my face anymore, is morphed into something else. Something undescribable it makes you shake in fear and twitch at every movement it makes. I stare into the solemn and hypnotising gaze: first, it starts with my eyes, they begin to get drawn into the reflector. I try force them away but the more I wiggle and squirm, them more painful it is. Next, my forehead begins to grow and shrink and grow and shrink, until I am seeing every cell and pore on my body and my reflection stares at me or is it me staring at my reflection.

I'm unable to move.
Everywhere I look there is a mirror.
It is compelling and strange.

Why won't I look away? After my forehead, is my nose. My nose gets larger and larger until my whole head is unseeable, yet I forever notice my reflection. Suddenly, my teeth are stinging into my gums, brown and yellow stain the surfaces of my fangs. Plaque builds up and my lips are dry and cracking. Hopefully, my tears will be sufficient to mend the chips. I won't look away because I can't. I can't move, think but I can always catch a glance from her nasty, insufferable eyes. My reflection is showing my ugliness and deformity. So stop looking! But, how can I stop looking when the only thing I can see is myself everyday? Constantly, she's there staring at me with a great wide smile on her face - but I know she is not happy at all, she's terrified. I know this because she is me.

Every smash after, every break after, every shatter, she is still there looking at me. Multiplied, and even more cruel than before!