"Seeing the Doppelganger in the Mirror"

Curled-over, here in this darkened corner;
the one that my mind has backed me into

"Spiritus umbram non obstant internuntius
 et portarum sed removent sicut abeuntibus
 pelles et me in infernali"

"Spirit of the shadows, no longer stand in-between
 me and the gates; but remove like parting curtains
 and let me into the infernal"

For what we cannot see with these mortally-blinded
eyes of weakened men, we can feel coming over
us through the intellect of the subconscious eye within

To be awakened unto that knowledge and see through
the obscurity of the veils of this realms conformity that
is unconventional, is a dream that is only imagined in
brief nocturnal scenes and occasionally in excursions
obtained via trans-mutational renderings

How sweet feels the pressure of the presence of your
life's weight when it is on you; the one and only that only
you know - it's like looking into an mirror... when you see
it, it you know; when you feel it, it just feels like you; it's
like meeting your Doppelganger and breathing a sigh of
relief

When you see It face-to-face you're relieved and feel as
though You can now step through the opening-door, unto
the other side into what you've been waiting for, when for
to long you've been...

Curled-over, here in this darkened corner;
the one that your mind has backed you into

"Spiritus umbram non obstant internuntius
 et portarum sed removent sicut abeuntibus
 pelles et me in infernali"

"Spirit of the shadows, no longer stand in-between
 me and the gates; but remove like parting curtains
 and let me into the infernal"