I am no child of God's light
I am the spawn of Satan
I am the snake in the Garden of Eden,
The temptation driving you to sin
I am the battle you cannot win
The Helen of Troy that started the war
A siren that leads you astray on your journey.
I am no muse, no hero
Am I even human?
I am the plague, the silent killer in your sleep
I am the fear in your throat,
That feeling in the pit of your stomach
When all you know comes crashing down.
I am all the wrong choices, the bad decisions you have made in your life
I am a robber of affection
The harbringer of heartbreaks
I am the water you cannot drink,
And the branch of fruit you cannot reach
I am the noose around your neck
The terrible thoughts that creep into your mind late at night
I am the voice that you hear in the back of your head
Telling you you're not good enough.
I am the reaper come to take you away from everything you know
I am a figment of your imagination,
All the good things you want me to be
The fleeting hand you cannot grasp
With hollow eyes I gaze onto thee
No emotion, just a blank stare
I am a mirage, the feeling of disappointment when you get too close
Watch me vanish,
Retreating into the shadows
I am the face you see in the crowd, only to be lost forever
I am the drugs in your system,
And the poison rushing through your veins.
See I was once like you,
But now I am the culprit, a bad omen if you will,
Of the darkness of my mind
This is the other half of me
I fail to hide.
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