Tunnel Seems So Long

Touching The Bottom

A Slim Reflexion

Punctured My Vision

I Didn't Notice

Beside The Last Door

Standing On Nothing

There Was A Mirror



Even Inside...scrutinized

I Am, He Is, The Face I Hate

Refracting Cells And Prismed Self

Who's X Who's Y In A Blank Place

I Can't Believe This Is My Image

Like The Mirror Without A Frame



Baring A Scarred Side

Open In Daylight

Recoil And Reply

Farside Of My Pride

The Introspection

Ruptures The Blood Core

Magnification

Draws Out The Mirror

Seeking Me Out

What Will He Find?



I Am, He Is, A Repugnant State

I Can't Shake This Curiosity

My Privacy Starts To Fade

I Can't Believe This Is My Image

Like The Mirror



A Polar Exchange

He Gloating Over My Fleeting Image

He Used To Be Me

He Knows Who Is Free

How Long Will I Wait...here

Stuck In This Void Place...here

I Can't Believe I Am The Immage

Within The Mirror

Into The Chrome Lake

The Glass Is Broken

But I Look The Same