The Mirror - Morgana Lefay

What’s beyond the chamber mirror

The evening coloured secret window

Is there just an inverted picture of

This room’s reality

I have witnessed tiny little changes

Within that darkened reflected room

Things have altered seemingly in wrongful

Places of false dimensions

Hypnotised my soul is waiting

Horrified my senses fading

The mirror stares into my soul

Suspiciously I’m moving closer

And I wave my hand before me

In disbelief I watch the image of myself

Yet standing still

I’m staring deep into my eyes

Touch the mirror while I wonder why

In that moment my reflection grabs my arm

And pulls me through

To a room that is reversed

My common sense I feel it burst

The mirror takes what god forsakes

The mirror

Screaming — in silence

Staring out from the mirror

Reality — fades away

And I am locked beyond the mirror

Shadows — near me

Whisperings that scare me

Help me — take me out

Crush the mirror of despair

The mirror