I woke up this morning,
4 am, the radio was playing.
It filled my empty head with static
As I rose from the flat schematic
Layout of faded cotton sheets.
I shuffled through the bedroom,
Trudged into the bathroom for a drink.
My heart seemed to drain away
With the water from my sink.
And when I dared to take a glance,
My eyes met the mirrored glass;
There stood a demon in my place.
It’s eyes were cracked,
It’s lips were black,
It’s rotten tongue was serpentine blue
As it hissed, “I love you, too.”
In a flash the face was gone,
But in those fleeting seconds
I knew the monster I’d become.
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