Blue sky.
White clouds.
Disguise my doubts.
Dark mind.
Moonlight.
Shouts.

Demons call.
Through mirrors black.
Mirrors cracked within my mind.
Leaving blood splatters on these flowers floating through shattered time.
Blind eyes.
Watching.
But they can't see.
Wounds inflicted unto me.

Shadows follow.
Tears shall fall.
Words I swallow.
Curtain call.

Here I stand.
Before my maker.
I'm your undertaker.

© ZyhrenSong