The Deadly Mirrors

All her dreams have mirrors,
Surrounding her with their sinister reflections,
Each one reflecting each other in a never-ending sequence,
And all reflecting the image of her,
She cant run,
Run from the reflection of the pain in her eyes,
Hide from the sight of her unloved body,
All the reflections,
Overwhelming and penetrating deep inside,
They eat through her,
And its unbearable,
She screams to the reflections,
They seem to echo the pain right back,
Grabbing her head to block out the yells she sinks to the floor,
Rolling into a ball as to protect herself,
She cant look at the mirrors,
Chills run up her spine,
The world begins to spin,
Dont look,
She vomits,
The fear is overtaking her body,
She doesnt have the strength to hold up her own weight,
Her muscles relax from lack of strength,
She lies on the white floor,
Limp,
Surrounded by the deadly mirrors,
The world of people seems so far away,
Reality seems so unknown,
Thoughts are swirling in her head,
She cant think,
She cant grasp on to a single thought,
Then a knife,
Lying in front of her,
Her only escape,
Grasping for it she brings it near,
She stabs without remorse,
The white floor turns red in her eyes,
Each mirror reflecting the vivid color,
She looks up from the stained floor,
The mirrors are there,
A piercing scream fills her head,
And she dies with the sight of them in her eyes,
Awakening,
Another death dream,
Dreamt by the girl of the mirrors.