When looking in the mirror,

What do I see?

A face of innocence,

A face like me.

But the deeper I gaze,

Past the glassy veil,

Where shadows dance,

And spirits wail.

Hands reach out,

From the depths of flame,

A chilling whisper,

Calling my name.

The forest around me,

Twisted and dark,

Reflects the chaos,

In my heart.