Off to a midnight saunter Into woods not so green I saw someone gazing strong Afraid to find out and lean. I stood there still and small Choosing between stay and move The gaze took control of me Telling me things none could prove! The Fear of unknown built up Shadows growing strong and dark I felt a shudder in my soul,, The thought of bygone, left a mark. Taking a step back, I thought Would mean a peep into the past Heading forward being the best move This fear will then not last. I ordered my brain to stop the game Gave the power to the crimson beast I knew it would be fair and right Former always stole the feast. Now I was out of the woods, Woods that were never green. I came and saw the mirror, The gaze I feared was mein!