Mirror creek

I will sing to bloody Mary soon
In her mirror of choice
She will meet me with a crimson grin
And together we'll rejoice
She will grasp me oh so gently
as she rips my soul to shreds
And I'll forever join her in the throes of hopelessness
I will be with my mother Mary
And will meet her lover Death
in this river on this black night
They will give me vision
Beyond living sight

This is my first poem so tell me what u think.