Intro to Poetry: Day 4

Looking at myself in the mirror
In my eyes are nothing but fear
It’s getting clearer and clearer

There I see in the blinding darkness
Eyes so red that are fathomless
Pointy claws shining with such sharpness

In that vast realm of shadow
A mocking smug as wide as the meadow
Then a thunderous laugh heard as an echo

It stares right back at me overwhelmingly
In that instant, I know that this journey
Of battling my own devils is far from end

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