I look in the mirror,
Apply that last bit of eye make-up
Twist the brush,
Swoop the glittery powder
Standing back and smiling,
My reflection retorts
I hear a hiss in my ear,
"Look at you, you love every person who talks to you... so pathetic
..such a fool."
I close my eyes tightly, I grip the edge of the counter, my knuckles white.
"Look at you, you don't know when to stop do you?.....so eager
such a fool."
I bite my lip and refuse to look at her,
This hissing demoness who resides behind my eyes
my dark brown eyes
"Look at me!" she exclaims, "I will protect you, foolish girl,"
She fans around me like a cloth of smoke,
"I will protect your foolish heart, and never let anyone touch it again
.you bruise too easily, child."
I turn my head and let my hair drape across my eyes.
"Look at me! Look at me! No one will know,"
She smiles twistedly, and I know in my heart I can't accept her wish.
She only wants control
she only wants to see me fall.
So I back away and stand up strong.
But before turning off the light, I look her in the eye,
"There is nothing wrong with my heart. There is nothing wrong with loving."
Closing the door, I smile as I hear her frustrated screams,
Distorted by glass and cold hatred.