Sorry for not posting recently.

I assure you that I have good reasons, and I will answer if you ask

This came to me randomly, so.

ONWARD!

A boy looks in the mirror

But it's not his reflection he sees

All he sees is his nightmare

Of something he tries so hard not to be

.

Instead of coal black hair

he sees flames of the hottest white

He stares into hollow sockets

Filled with ugly, crimson light

.

His bare chest, full of scars

He hides from those who do not see

The pain he feels each morning

From the reflection of his enemy

.

His real blue eyes dull from a war

In which he is forced to fight

Black rings around his sockets

from the lack of sleep each night

.

He feels the world start to tilt

As a voice fills his head

Reminding himself of his failures

Making his heart feel like lead

.

He looks up with tearful eyes

And, suddenly, begins to bawl

He does this alone each night

So no one sees their hero fall

.

A boy looks not he mirror

But it's not his reflection he sees

All he sees is a failure

Himself, his enemy.