I hear it coming closer
I feel it's presence there
I turn slowly to see it there
It's gruesome features terrify me
Yet I'm am numbed and unable to move
It's hollowed eyes look me down
"Such a pitiful sight" it says
Sadly I lower my head in shame
Knowing it's right
It beckons me to come closer
Unable to control myself I comply
I hold out my hand
And the creature hands me the razor
I place it against my wrist holding it ever so gently
I rip it across watching my blood drip onto the floor
I look into the mirror at the creature
It smiles back at me
