Not a mirror in the room, yet I see myself decay. Tolerating this no longer, yet I have not much to say!    Now’s the last chance I have before shattering Around me all the mirrors reality’s erecting.   The shards of mirror; hundreds of...

I know this path. This is a path that I have walked before. It is a dark one with an uncertain end.  Some things are just kept better shut.    Mirrors on both sides, I watch myself decaying of misery. I see a man walking whom I...

𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖈𝖙, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖌𝖊, 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒 𝖆 𝖒𝖎𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖗, 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉, 𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖘, 𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖒𝖞 𝖔𝖜𝖓. 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖞 𝖔𝖗𝖇𝖘 𝖋𝖚𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖞 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖛𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖚𝖕𝖔𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖒𝖑𝖞 𝖇𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖔𝖒 𝖆 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍...