Dark Mirror..
When you look into a mirror what do you see?
Do
you see your milky skin and sparkling eyes?
I do, but I also see
all your lies.
If your skin was covered with the blood of all
you'd destroyed..
it would be darker then mine...
Your
perfume would be that of an old battle field,
With every step you
would make a false rain of dried blood.
Those eyes turn young
heads with there bright sparkle.
How brightly they reflect the
flames of the pyre!
Beauty and innocence are supposedly their
light.
More like the light in a snakes eye!
When I see
silken hands slide through that golden hair.
I see poisoned
claws,
the glint of a dagger as it slide into my side..
I
feel the life blood seep through those fingers,
as a noose is
tightened by those delicate hands.
That voice, oh Gods curse
that voice!
It mocks me with its prayers and songs,
From
those ruby lips fall praise and poison,
An elixir I in my youth
have drunk.
And so drunken on your poison I sit..
I sit
on this throne of nothing bound by nothing..
My cause is the
ashes which you sweep away,
and under the rug do all hopes lie
with those ashes.
And so the final spurn is that so too does my
name go with my dreams and hope, all that I hold dear is gone.
And
you at your mirror, in your blind snake eyes..
Do you see what
pain you have wrought?
Is there any regret, any doubt?
Oh
Gods! I see none, I see only the blind eyes of the fool!
I see
the dangling carrot which is "Hope" reflected in your eyes.
Alone, lost in what you errantly called love it's I
who see.
I the being of night..
The loveless and unloved..
I
see that which you can not It is my eyes that shear through your
pleasant screens of lies.
Yet I can't say them to any, for none
would hear the voice of the banished
The voice of the benighted
echos only in the dark.