In the Mirror mind
A Reflection of what lies beyond the soul
Why am I, who I hardly know
The Demon waits outside my home
Whistling echoes in the snow

The hollow heart carved up by relentless thought
Cold chill of darkness down the chimney across the hearth
This house my home a machine for living
The ugly sins come knocking at my door
Memories thrown from the mantle
Lying fragmented on the floor

Beside the carpet, Where the stain it ever grows
And the role call of madness ever shows
Perfect façade, One true skill
To hide from those, Who i deceive without thrill
A bolt and chain to lock away the truth
My home is ravaged by the ghosts of youth

The fireplace lit, An amber glow embraces life
All to replace my home, With
Ashes of Happy.
Ashes of Sad.
Ashes of all that made my world feel bad.