Mirror

Little monster in the mirror
You move with me
Please set me free
To my horror
You're the face on my body
You're the terror
I embody
And with your tendrils long and blackened
you twist my arm
and do me harm
You streak the mirrors with long cracks
you laugh among my saddened face
you shatter my soul and off it goes
to a place far off that no one knows

Choke

It will wash you out to sea
the abyss filling your lungs
pumping into your heart
it'll consume you
thrashing and gasping

clawing at the shadows
down down down
there is no bottom
only darkness

Moth

Scramble to the light little moth!
The brilliant sheen of the morning sun!
The gleaming smiles of the deranged!
Fly! Fly away!
The light calls you ever closer!

The shadows seem so far away!
Closer little moth! Closer still!
You will burn
but you will burn in the light
Not shrivel in the dark.