Mirror

Hiding in the shadows
forlorn and forgotten
never to be seen

We live amognsted you
Not one but many
Normal we might seem

But death is what we deal
and killing is our game
more blood on my hands

Someone screams in the night
No one can help them
Trained to kill

Knowing we must
It is a game
Some may like it but others regret it

Another scream
You wake and see it's only you
Sweat on your face
Tears of blood

Not meant to be like this
Hunted by only the past
Wanting to die

Can't cry
You feel like a time bomb.

I can't be forsaken
for there is not just me but more
Bread to die.

Dead inside
Not wanting any human emotions
Having them all

Block them out
In the back of my head
Seeing things that aren't there

Seeing what is to come
Cuts, blood from nothing
unreal, needing to understand

Knowing there is only one

The person looking back at you in the mirror

3-27-06