Reflected Me

Into the mirror my eyes perceive
Another me yet to achieve
A questioning stare I give to it
A malevolent glare I receive from it

My ordinary face of the human kind
Reflected by something of the satanic kind
Hazel brown eyes look into the glass
Blazing red eyes look out of the glass

A modest smile from a modest face
Sneers back at me with obvious distaste
A mouth reflected as a cavern underground
Blood red and burning with canines all round

Wavy auburn hair interspersed with grey
Reflects jet black and slick like clay
With a furrowed brow I look at me
At a cephalic brow alien to me

This other self is trapped within
This other self longs to begin
We have it in us to keep them at bay
Our demons who long to come out and play

© 2017, Craig Lincoln. All rights reserved.
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Author Notes

This poem is posted in response to Anisa'a post about the genre of horror.

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