In a room with my murderer

I look into the eyes of my killer,

And I know I face certain death,

There’s no mercy in those eyes, and I bet:

When the time comes there will be no hesitation either;


Pitiless, vast black pits of hell – did I see a flash of red?

There’s nothing else in this world I quite so dread.

She tilts her head, peers at me —

A lazy smile on her face: There’s nowhere to hide.

Anywhere you go I come along for the ride.


I flinch, and the reflection steps back too.

I am glad of the cold mirror that separates me —

From you.


Wish someone had warned me,

The monsters under my bed:

Are the ones that crept out from my head.




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