My Mirror's Toxic Mistress

With each passing note there is this darkness my desk is a mess, my stage is empty and in my mirror a toxic mistress I cant step away, she holds me tightly At sunrise my hands would seem to crumble A choir would sing, this ballad of my cries In my despair, my mistress I cuddle And my wounds would heal cause of her sweet lies? Within me she spawns all of this mayhem with promises of a warm long embrace And so like sugar I simply take them Now all warm fires she began to efface A storm chained to my mind in this sad life She will walk with me through all my strife