Is It You?

[ficosdarkness]

I can still feel his soul burning inside my own,
as his disease courses through my veins.
I atone for all his sins,
How come he alway's wins?

Looking in a mirror as he looks back,
His jawset with a wicked grin,
I tried to break the mirror but only made a crack,
It won't set him free, but now I can get in.

Old man,stop hiding behind my reflection!
Stand and face the damage you've done!
I lay my soul bare for his inspection,
As I squirm in the web he has spun.

Hold on... Where'd he go? How'd he disappear?
Where can his reflection be?
It's not him that I seek, the reflections come clear,
The monster I'm hunting..., is me.

Written By: ficosdarkness
October 28, 2010
Edit made on:
November 6, 2010

the edit has much better language fico. and reads a lot better.
now there's no back to front poetry of old.

it's best to leave the original up as well when you do an edit so people have something to compare

i think you could still find a couple of images. but it's definitely getting there. a big improvement from my point of view
well done.

always not alway's jaw set, not jawset

Thanks billy Didn't know to leave it up for comparison, "my b." Will do on next!