Alone in my room,
Standing before the mirror.
The lights glow in gloom,
Darkness is getting nearer.
Strange creatures exist
Behind my own reflection.
Images like mist,
Beckoning dead affection.
Emerald green eyes,
Staring at me eerily.
Tones as cold as ice,
Freezing my soul soundlessly.
Knuckles are knocking,
They want to get out of there.
Screaming and crying,
Expressions of great despair.
Wall of illusions,
Sons and daughters of darkness.
I see true demons
Inside the world of madness.
The lens in my eyes
Is like water that reflects.
I have to incise
This damned portal that connects.
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Notapoem
PoetryA book that contains my old and recent poems that shares different thoughts and emotions. The book was planned to contain one hundred pieces of written poetry to be considered as a successful work.
