The Reflection Poem by Zane Crow

I look into this mirror
but see not myself but a horrible sight
An entity of that of a corpse
Empty eyes
Its spirit gone
Blood dripping onto the floor like tears
Its face looked like it was crying even in death
Yet it did its last deed, by taking its life
A combonation of being hanged and wrists slit
Amongst this horror, a note was found

'forget me, for i am nothing to remember'

The corpses body was covered in blood
A scene of pure insanity but yet cruelly sad
For this poor fellow was his killer, and his victim
but yet it all looked familiar

To his utmost terror he realized who it was

It was himself
For he was the corpses spirit
looking over his own death, his suicide

His ending