Mirror, mirror
I or me?
"There's no want to win,
just a need not to lose"

Ladies and ladies... Welcome to the Arkham Asylum.

Sanity's a game impossible to win, but I beg of you, with all my soul, do not descend to hit rock bottom. Its simple yet demanding, to look at oneself in thy mirror and scream in the tiny little empty pockets of your mind incessantly, just to keep what-so-it-seems madness at bay. There's no way win, but a way not to lose. A thin, intangible, barely impermeable line there it stands

"oh dear bittersweet 38th,
despite your bloodstained hands and sick mawkish fantasies
It kills me to concede that only

You can protect me."