Sadness falls from your breath
It is filled with hymn's of life and death

You paint circles and pain on a clouded mirror

Hoping God appears and shows all the things that were

The angst from your body's condensation
fall rapidly as you whisper your lifes damnation.

In your veins the blood is thin
fighting back the release of your demon within.

Though the words are muddled and slow
you can taste you deepest sin

The reflection in the mirror is not one you recognize

It is your eternity,
only with demon eyes....

© gusarellano