Goodnight beast

 I hear the sound, the beast is near, coming closer circles around, whatever you do don't look at a mirror. Shadows and whispers haunting dark figures, now not with her I'm not strong I'm disfigured, I'm the beast that I pictured, not a daughter or sister, a phantom a specter, I hope they remember, who I was before the 7th December. Screams howling in the night, oh dear it was just my mind, hallucinations today tomorrow be blind? But it's okay it's all just a sign. My life is a shade and there's no light to find, but I guess I have to stay so I'll just say goodnight.