In the mirror of my soul, I see,
Two halves in strife, which one is me?
One with love, as pure as the dawn,
The other dark, a shadow I shove.

Words unleashed, a hurtful storm,
Echoes of a friendship torn.
A monster's gaze from within me peers,
Reflecting back my deepest fears.

I lashed out in pain, a heart misled,
With words so...