The cool harsh mirror
Reflects my torn face...

This disease it burrows
Tunnels in deep...

Curled up silver
Tangled chain...

Inside of me
I have talent...

Mutated logo inspired by fate
Stood at the gates of tomorrow...

Out through the window
The frozen pane...

Rays so golden drifting in
Weary eyes close to the light...

From your first smiling glance
To the touch of your hand upon my back...

*For you*
Etching lines of scattered thought...

My playful thoughts are wavering,
My unbroken smile trembles...

That haze of devils breath
Lifted suddenly off my buried heart...

*it's sort of a song really, but still treat it as...
Through the darkness and light...