As I look into the mirror,
It isn't me whom I see,
But something so different,
It's hard to believe.

That I've become
This disease,
That plagues my entire being,
As I look deep within,
I can't believe what I'm seeing.

The figure staring back,
Eyes turned to black,
So empty inside,
As if staring into nothingness.

Like a blank canvas,
To only be painted with blood,
No joy left inside,
From the one's I have loved.

The light inside,
No longer shines,
As if I'm fading into a dark hole,
Tears stain the face,
Never will they cease,
Death shall be my punishment..
To put this bitter soul at peace..