Sitting here on the edge of reality looking into an obsidian oblivion
A predatory mockery stares back at me
Such fury and hate beaming from its eyes
This cant be a true reflection of me
Hunger so deep it chills the soul
This must be that side that peeks out when I lose control
I shake my head in denial
A sadistic laugh escapes its lips and inside I hear
"I am your shield when you do not want to face reality,
give in and set me free"
I turn away from this mockery that claims to be me
But deep inside I know this to be a true reflection
I glance back to deny but nothings there
As I start to walk away yet standing near is my mockery
The evil that is a reflection of the darkness in me
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