~ghost In The Mirrors~ Poem by E Nigma

Shameless she stirs the silence
Scratching the surface of humility
The subtle simple science uttered
Through the queens soliloquy

Wizardess of words unheard
She'll steal your breaths ability
O' Mistress of malady, sanguine an slippery
Master of mystery a slithering symphony

Coiling around the serpents body
Bending to learn beyond its curves
Slow In the motion there is an amendment
The truth has a cure that's also its curse

Slowly swaying through her proclivities
Gazing beneath this epiphanies form
A self imposed opposition is brewing
Sisterly whispers twist into torn

Just suppose were juxtaposed in the middle
Of a forked road there are two tongues
What they speak are painful visions
From the depths below the sadness grows

Yes you know what really happened
You can't avoid whats hidden shows
Just admit it stop and listen
Avenge me once two times for love

And In between the two cold mirrors
A deeply darkened horror grows
In this black room glows a candle
Shadows paint her tortured soul