His dark shadow looms above my head.
"Go to bed." He says.
The shadow waits for an answer.
I reply. "Not yet."
In the darkness i can feel his decietful grin.
His words swim in my head.
Thoughts turn to an ocean
And I sink
Like I forgot how to swim
"Let go of the world you've come to hate."
"No." I say.
I've come to far to dissapate.
"Tell me you dont want your thoughts to die" He says. Just for a night.
I cant say no
That would be a lie
This life of mine
What is it worth?
"Nothing." He smiles
The intention hurts
I shut him out
But i lose to his voice
Soothing words
The only comfort i've ever known
cant let him win again
I tell him to get out
But
His whispers entwine in my head
And it begins to make sense
The lying
Silver tongue
Calls to me
Smiling, he says "You know you want to be with me."
A single tear rolls down my cheek.
"Don't do that." He says.
I am weak.
I look at the darkness, the angst, the dispair
One touch and its no longer there
Once more I've succumbed so low
And my pain is nothing more than a puppet show
"Why do you always win over me?"
"Because, darling..." he starts to say,
"I always win, can't you see?"
