Black Reflection

I look into the mirror
and see my black reflection
looking back at me
from the corner of her eye
she laughs
Everknowing
all my hurt;
eternal frustration-
and revels in my suffering
For she is
both the knife
and the cut,
the blood
and the pain.
The faithful companion
who understands sorrow
and embraces her;
the shadow-filled light
in the unquiet void
of insanity.