Dearest mirror can you see,
deep inside my fantasy.
Can you see this blood soaked plain,
For I  am sure  I am going insane.
I do not want him in my mind,
his thoughts for me they are not kind.
Oh Mirror Dearest can you tell,
this demon takes me straight to Hell.
There’s no disguising what I feel,
I no longer know what is real.
I do not want to hold his hand,
He doesn’t know just Who I am.
Dear Dearest Mirror does he know,
that my hate from love does truly grow?
And I will leave his corpse down there,
where he can lay and forever Stare.
I do not want him in my life,
I only want him to feel my knife.

4-5-2007