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 —
Wish someone had warned me,
The monsters under my bed:
Are the ones that crept out from my head.