Baskadia

The scariest thing I ever had

To encounter

Wasn't a ghost, or a big scary

Monster

It was a reflection

I saw as I looked in the

Mirror

The moment I had to face

All the dark parts

I tried hard to erase

Yet as I looked a bit closely

At the eyes starring back at me

I realized they were still there

Untouched and unfazed

Waiting for the day

To be let out of their cage