"The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls-Edgar Alan Poe"

Looking into the  mirror, 

               I hate my own reflection.

It is speaking cursed volumes,

            Much to my dissatisfaction.    

Relentlessly, i arrange the puzzle,

            Putting the pieces of life, in place.

 I keep looking out for an angel,

            To brighten,  my darker days.

I succumb to, spiteful defeat,

         To heartless concealable blizzards.

Even after, unceasing endeavors,

           Fate bought me, sinister hazards.