Through the mirror

through the foggy mirror glass.
He stares at you, as you pass.

Evil grin, upon his face.
He slinks out, with his case.

He stands beside you, while you sleep.
Each of your nightmares, he will keep.

And when your dreams, set you free.
In the mirror he shall be.

Reviews

[Aarea]

Nice... My brain isn't melted yet. :) Your writing has a nice ring to it that sends a chill down the spine. Good job.