I stare at the huge mirror on the wall
What's that gaze that makes me fall
I feel so deeply inside
As hollow demons reside
Sunken eyes
Whoosh! The steam arises
My shoulder blades protrude
Like I have drunk of a stale brew
White motionless orbs glare
Who is the being that would care
Face shrunk from sleepless nights
Scarred from meaningless fights
Who will dare admire
I brood at the recent quagmire
I didn't know my case was dire
Free of hope and fire
Inert like a motionless log
Teeth bared like a messed thug
Sticking my tongue to the rude mirror
It has has been my only admirer
I can't bear the retrospection
I sigh in completion
It is exactly how I feel inside.
Sadness and hatred reside
As within, so without
I concur with no iota of doubt
