Third Edit: Denial

[vagabond]

Denial

I am a dark room:
curtains drawn,              
mirror made meaningless,    I think “meaningless” is too neutral a word for what the mirror seems to imply
consciousness defiled by the unconscious. since “the unconscious” is unconscious it´s hard for the subject to know (or for the reader to understand) what it did and why .. so, I´d try to name the not so unconscious thing. forbidden desires, fear, whatever

You are the light             
shining against my window,    maybe write  something with a little less separation, e.g. “shining through my door”   (otherwise temptation seems somehow misplaced )
hot like temptation.    hot "light" would be infrared.. just a thought

I like how this poem changes atmosphere, I think it could say more. BUT that´s based on the assumptions I made when reading it.