I see a monster in the mirror

With each breath, it’s growing clearer

Coming closer, reaching out

Reminding me whenever I doubt

That it’s not real, it’s just my mind

Playing games and twisting time

My face looks faded, haggard, torn

My cheeks are sagging, my skin is worn

My eyes are hollowed, their lids are red

My soul is empty, and I look dead

That monster’s there, I see is coming

That monster there who I’m becoming

There’s no escape, I’m not immune

Though not there yet, I will be soon


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