as i... look in the mirror through anthrax eyes
wondering will today be my demise?
i am pondering upon a lifeless temple,
it's never simple
to grasp the concept of what i percieve
especially when i look in the mirror
but when i don't look in the mirror
i visulize things clearer
much more vivid than observing the sky with no clouds
it's something like a glass of water
but when i get closer to the mirror,
it's like i'm feeling dehydrated
and feel as if i need a sip...
drinking and drinking...
thinking that the glass will remain full
but it don't,
so if i don't really swallow,
will it?
it's sometimes hard to move towards my relfection,
putting me under mysterious pressure,
not even for a second...
can i allure my concious to believe the things that i'm seeing
i'd rather pretend as if i never see them
but knowing that i really seen them
confuse me to believe them
it makes me wonder...
who else does?
i can't understand or make out
what i percieve...
drawing a conclusion
would be no different from assuming
these eyes are playing tricks on me...
but then again,
i have noticed that i AM
looking through anthrax eyes...

un-poison my perception...
 
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