I roll out of bed, walk to the bathroom.

Try to look into the mirror.

I cant look into my own eyes... Instead,

I see a nose broken and bloody.

I see a forehaed wrinkled with confusion.

I see a month that has told many lies.

I see teeth, white and glistening, holding the secrets within.

I stick my tonuge out, I see bite marks

caused by an unseen force.

I see cheeks, scarred and torn from the thorns of hell.

I see eyebrows, wet with sweat and blood.

I feel a dark prescence behind me.

I turn to lokk and I see nothing.

I look back in the mirror only to see the monster staring back at me.

Finally, when I am able to meet my own gaze.

I see eyes, hazel in color. The eyes hold no warmth or trace of happiness instead, the eyes are cold, hardened and filled with gloom.

The mirror holds a reflection that I dont want to see.

The saddest part is that the reflection is of....

                    me.