"Forever young. Forever cursed."

The Mirror is not dead it must have blurred in my mind
 there will not come another day
Darkness will take over, I will no longer see
A thickness will cover, no longer free
Huddled in a corner, just waiting to be taken
By the monster I fear, never to awaken.
Hold me up, in this darkened place
Help me to see, the unjudged grace 
Maimed, beaten, with my pride ripped away
If you’d only hear my cry and hear my call
Just hold my hand, so I won’t fall
Keep me safe, in your embrace