Two Faced.

I look in the mirror and let out a scream, i see the face of the devil, please oh please let this be a dream.

I slap my face, to hard because it hurt, I'm not dreaming and the devils face is smiling, his long fang like teeth shining.

Why are you here he said to me, should that not be my question i said to him.

But we're one of a kind with a two faced mind, he and i said to each other.

Jesus said i, don't mention that name said he or i, why said i or he, because we're not mate's said the both of us.

Then i see me not he, i shave and clean my fangs, and leave the bathroom not knowing if I'm he or me.