Death is my reflection as I stare into the mirror. My place and state of silence, is breaking up in fear.Hallucinating images, following my way.Losing control of everything, and anything I say. Visions of the devil, appearing in my head. Evil living in me, as I begin to see the dead. My living soul is losing track and time is running out. Nothing I can do or say will ever let me out. Tension pulling on me, I'm counting down the days. These visions of unknown, have formed up in new ways. Insanity is stalking me, My hideouts are all found. This darkness that lives in me, is trapping out all sound. My silence is still standing, and I'm suffocating fast. The visions have transformed themselves, and reality wont last. Blood upon the walls, and bodies all around. I'm trapped within a nightmare, thats impossible to ground. Drowning in my sorrow as the visions come to mind. I'm being swallowed whole, in a place no one can find.
Death is my reflection as I stare into the mirror. Souls of lost and tears of pain are all you'll find in here. Distinctive thoughts flashing by, I'm trying to break free. The images of all these deaths, will not stop haunting me. I'm in a state of critical pain, my nerves have all been shot. I'm falling in eternal bliss, and it seems I have been caught. My mind is set on death alone, I take my final steps. Leaping fast, over the edge as i take my one last breath.
Death is my reflection as I stare into the mirror. I see the light and follow through, as my mind is steering clear. The nightmares vanish within the mist, my thoughts are neutral now. Seemlessly the fear is gone, and my time returns to prowl.
