Mirror mirror. can I see my future clearer? 
My demons I've always feared them. 
But I always seem to stir them right back into my mind. 
Eating away my soul, causing never ending pain.
Eternally burning like coal 
and no I've never actually evicted them from my heart.
I wait patiently as they spark 
and pull me back in the dark,
They circle me like sharks 
Waiting to taste my flesh.
Still alive as I cry while I try to digest, the fact that I'm still broken and scared to cross my past.
But the pain cuts me open like choking on broken glass.