I walked up to the mirror and didnt recognise my own reflection.
I got angry and filled with rage I struck the mirror so hard that I see a bloodstained reflection.
Unlike narcissus I hate my reflection.
I walked up to another mirror this time my reflection shattered the mirror.
I washed off my face and struck the water because I saw a reflection of a monster.
I threw a chair at the biggest mirror and saw it breaking.
Like beauty and the beast all my mirrors has been broken.
7 years bad luck I dont care its better than seeing this monsters face for 12 years.
I had to put a cloth around my face and put on a thick jacket just to hide this monsters face for another few years.
You dont even have a clue.
That the feeling of compassion has destroyed you. One of us has to go either you or me.
You have failed and you have failed miserably.
©M.P.Jacobs