Need to Know

I told someone today. 
I told three people in total. 
I don’t know why the third. 
They just seemed to be, in the moment. 
They may tell, they may not. 
They will not forget. 
I can’t remember. 
I had a cold mirror in the corner of the room. 
It contained myself and the untold. 
Glass covered in stretch marks. 
30 holes filled with silver. 
It glimmered recognition whenever I entered. 
Snatching my attention. 
Trying to grab hold of my neck to see my own reflection. 
But I would casually turn away. 
Ridiculous. 
Far fetched. 
Insignificant. 
Attention seeking. 
WRONG. 
Glass. 
It grew hands and started crawling. 
Sliding through grey, lifeless, maggot infested grime to attach itself to my skin. 
To drown me. 
Claw me. 
Rake me. 
Twist me. 
Crown me unsuitable.  
Despicable. 
Disgusting. 
LIAR. 
Lock the door. 
Bin the key. 
Don't let it get to me. 
I tried a loud “I’ll never let you out” 
But it grew a mouth. 
Whimpering, scratching, sighing, climbing, crying, trying. 
Knawing at the door, the flimsy floor, smashing all the mirrors I’d kept there before. 
It grew legs and a torso, it grew tall and WEAK. 
Still so much bigger, stronger, older, 
than ME. 
My needs, 
My needs, 
My needs, 
The seed. 
GLASS. 
It grew and sprouted a face, hair around the mouth and lips,  
dirty fingernails, 
and started to speak, 
With only MY mirror for eyes it searched, 
and creaked. 
“Way out, way in” 
It whispered to me. 
“It feels like we've never been here before. 
There is a… fight, 
the other side of this door.” 
The light of the door frame started to dim. 
I wondered numbly, feebly; 
(would the room contain HIM) 
WRONG. 
Despicable. 
Disgusting. 
LIAR. 
Crown me unsuitable. 
SET HIM ON FIRE. 
I told three people, 
Three. 
My needs, 
My needs, 
My needs. 
The door screamed as blood ran down my legs. 
It stretched and leathered into skin 
It groaned and wailed and gave birth to him. 
He slithered out amongst my thoughts, rotting and festered. 
Broken. 
Tainted. 
Blistered. 
Burned. 
The ROOT. The SEED. 
Behind me the room shone with no door. 
Nothing dark to see, 
A forest of life, sea of multicoloured flowers and GREEN. 
Digging my nails into my hands. 
I calmly broke his neck. 
Snapped him in half so as not to hear his breath. 
I pulled out his eyes and wiped myself clean. 
There I am. 
Here is ME. 
I told three people. 
Three. 

Tags: anger, deep, imagery,