The Mirror

Your cold gaze creeps through the void
A window to paranoia and irritation
The dim light hangs like a noose waiting
As you stare into the demon's true face

Staring into hell, staring back at me
The devil peers into my eyes
Patiently waiting for my last goodbye

Mirror in the bathroom please talk free
The door is locked, it is just you and me
Mocking my insanity, the muse of the deranged