Her Voice

Hissing like a sly snake,
She whispers in that voice in my ears.
It's something that I cannot take.
But it's within myself like tears.

Violent as she is,
Her wrath against me is painless.
Sweet like a small, loving kiss,
It's as deadly and feels lifeless.

The power I feel is too strong.
Her voice is filled with anger.
Sometimes, I wish I was wrong
So that my sadness around her would linger.

The mirrors are broken
And it's just me and her.
I don't know how or when,
But I'll kill that voice along with her!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

9/26/12

This is about my alter ego constantly forcing me to listen to her.

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