I look at me staring back,
A reflection of emotions storming through my past.
There's an empty space deep inside,
Where even demons fear to hide.

I walk through corridors in my mind,
Darkened by the silence of my movie reel memories.
Dragging my hand along the walls
Unable to find an unlocked door.

The stuttering images in my dreams,
Vivid in nightmarish Technicolor
Flashing like disco-tech
Before my bleeding eyes.
Knowing I can never unsee
All the pain in my muted cries.