A glance in that mirror bought me,
A glimpse of the future,
A "gift" was what I thought of it,
But it was nothing but dreadful torture,

I attended funerals before deaths,
I experienced pain before it inflicts,
Felt helpless in the background,
couldn't even save the people around,

But that day,
when i got to say my last goodbyes,
For I knew death was on the way,
waiting for my demise,
I was finally alive,
For I knew I 'd be free now
from all the the guilt in my veins drowns.

© Brin_duh