Beauty or the Beast

Into the looking glass I peer, all I see in my eyes is fear.

An evil glint, a hateful stare, the hideous reflection of wasted years.

The outside reflects the inner, unlovable and disdained.

My only accomplishment is to cause regret and pain.

Not who I want to be, nothing I want is what I see.

Cut my heart in two, I bleed black. Off on another wrong track.

I hear my voice speak the words, "Who are you? Are you the beauty or the beast?"

How deep does the question go? Will the truth ever flow?

One last look, I can't stand the sight. I scream out at the reflection.

Out goes my light.