The monster in the mirror #poem

 Dorian Grey 

in this mirror where I admired myself so frequently –
I don’t even dare to look at myself anymore –
because under the exterior therefore of normality –
you could still admire me in there no more –
because that I still see the truth in that thing –
because I see my soul and its monstrosity –
since my crimes I have therefore accumulated
because then my remorse were slowly killing me –
but today I feel like i was completely drained –
because the narcissist in me devoured everything –