I haven't been able to recognise myself for a long time

The mirror is no longer my friend as I got tired of looking at a stranger

Today I looked in the mirror and I finally recognised my reflection

I recognised myself but My God, I did not like what I saw

I wish I could go back in time and be who I was before

I only come out at night
When the monsters roam
You ask me why I live so dangerously
Why I risk my life, my safety
My dear,
Did you never realise?
The scariest monster is me

I can keep dreaming, hoping, praying for your demise

Or I can start scheming, planning acting out my revenge

Dear ******,
I made this lovely coffin
Lined with beautiful red satin
I crafted it perfectly
Handmade especially for you
I know you didn't ask for it
But neither did I
So what do you say,
Fancy a nap?

I wonder where you go
When you are gone
All
I
Know
Is
That
You
Are
Not
Here

I want to know his story
The history written in his story
I want to know the layers
That make up the whole
I want to know each chapter
I want to meet each character
Tell me the history in his story

I am not perfect
I am an imperfect mess
These flaws make me, me

I am not perfect
I will never try to be
Perfect is a lie

I am not perfect
I love my imperfections
Who wants to be perfect?