A number on my forehead

A number on my forehead
.
A mirror shatters in an instant
When the horns on my head peek out
From under my scalp
and my eyes turn red
.
I see myself in the falling pieces
A glance at the fangs, claws and eyes
those fiery eyes
as hot as my soul, burning a blow torch,
.
I see the shock in my own eyes
As the weight of the world
Keep it inside me
And I hear it bang against the ribs of it's cage.
.
I shake in the midst of moonlight
trying to keep it inside,
An earthquake or a tsunami,
makes me sick inside.
.
by lw end -<>