I look in the mirror

Of my messy messy room

I can’t seem to rid the feeling

Of over looming doom

Somethings not right

Something that I can’t see

What is it, I don’t know

Maybe somethings wrong with me

It’s not my room

Or clothes or the lights

It’s something deeper

I can’t sleep through the night

Panic ensued

I say it’ll be alright

Head in my hands

Just get through the night

Though it was quick

The mirror showed my demise

It relived all my losses

I couldn’t avert my eyes

Next time I’ll be ready

No more looking in the past

I know how to cope

This time won’t be like the last