A piece of glass a shiny square plastered on a meaningless, thin, and paper-like wall So fragile So delicate
But so dauntingly haunting
A little square that screams its piercing cry with each and every painful flash and glimpse of something horrific when eyes meet glass
Horror Washes over every breath that i breathe with anguish and fire engorging my veins at the monster in the glass Something revolting and destructive blazing back just waiting to extinguish any light ill-fated enough to traverse its darkened path