Can it be? Those selfish eyes still hold my desire. They capture my need, and quench my thirst. How can that be? As I linger in the shadows, I capture the sense of her presence, taunting me. She's beside me. Knowing I can't escape her longing stare. I flinch as I sense a tug. I notice I'm moving away from those deep, dark eyes. I reach for her, knowing what she holds is the key to my Pandora's box. I'm awake. I see nothing more than my own heart upon my sleeve. I feel no more, as I get up and look in the mirror. She's right there, looking right at me. Her crooked smile gives it away, and I realize what is real. The true demon... Is me.