The Stranger In The Mirror Poem by Noah Body

I wait in darkness sublime
For the end draws near
In this place and this time

I am alone, so alone it's true
There is no one here
I am alone, so alone and blue

The darkness breathes and grows
I batter it's walls
And almost come to blows

I hate the dark but it's my lot
It eats and consumes me
As I sit here in this spot

In this dark I've lost my way
I can't find the way out
Though I try night and day

There's a mirror there and in it I see
The eyes of a stranger
Staring soullessly back at me

That stranger I hate more then the dark
He sucks away my soul and life
Then he snuffs out the spark

Who is this soul crushing one?
How'd he get in my mirror
And from where does he come?

Familiar are the lines of his face
But his eyes are so empty
Of his soul there's no trace

All there is is pain so vast
Not a hint of a future
Nor a trace of a past

Tortured is he that much is clear
He has paid a price
That must have been dear

Why in the mirror is it he that I see
When all that I search for
Is a glimpse of what's me?