Hellion's Scream

The beaming sun of the new day
Reflects off of the mirror at which
I lay my gaze and it blinds the eyes
Of the lacerated version 
That stares back at me, releasing
The hellion from within my mind

It governs my thoughts through screeches
And it screams to me “Take him now,
It is time, do not let me down”
And somewhere in the depths of my
Heart I know that if he sought not
To be found then he would not have
Hidden so closely behind me

The End

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