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 look into your tear-some eyes with profundity. I scout with a penetrating gaze and see your realm of watery graves.   Those eyes of yours are the gates, beyond the reeking eyes is an abysmal mind.   The anguish welled within, there I meet you to bathe...