The Siren

A Poem by The Exception

I don't why I do these kinds of serial poems lol.

I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror,
For half a second I smile at myself,
Then she comes in to view in the reflection,
Her empty eyes stare at me, I stare back;
Because she has finally taken over control.

This person that I don't know, scares me,
And I can't come to terms with who she is,
The longer I look at her; the more scared I get;
The more I hate her, I need for her to disappear;
This shadow that hovers over me like a heavy cloak.

Markings of old wounds suddenly appears on my skin,
Touching one of the scars I feel the itch;
In my fingers to scratch and tear at the burning flesh,
The relapse inevitable once the relieving feeling settles in,
She smiles to see me cave, laughs at my weakness.

I need for her to go away; this reason for all my f**k ups,
My nails not enough to make the itch disappear,
A minute rest to reflect I look at my work,
There's an awful mess that I won't be able to clean up;
This time I have blood on my hands,
A liquid supposed to be pumped through my body;
By a heart that's just not there, it doesn't add up.

I'm desperate now, that is why she has come,
Anxiety throbbing in my mind, a chronic headache,
I need her to get the f**k out, I'm desperate;
Enough this time to give it one last go, I know you will not be pleased;
With my intentions, you know I know.

© 2011 The Exception

Author's Note

I had a relapse today actually, part of the inspiration for this.
But it's also a sequal to The Demon And The Siren.
And yes, there will be a poem called The Demon as well :P
Again:
Adept <3
In Fear And Faith <3
Which I have been listening to alot this week.
Thank you for reading, English is my second language so please help me correct any errors.

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