“Obsession”

An image haunts me

A face 

A skull

A madness in those eyes

calling out

Or is it just my imagination?

Obsession

A hand taking hold of me 

 from unfathomable depths 

A darkness inside those eyes

And yet a light

so bright

and blinding

Windows into the soul

soft, clear blue

And behind them, shadows

hard and dark

Daggers that shine through 

A smile or a grimace

A glimpse of truth or

another lie

 in this game of dazzling 

mirrors

Reflections everywhere

 but no one there

to touch