She's the stranger I see every morning I look in the mirror,
she's the hypocritical one,
she's the one with the fake smile,
Hello stranger she says,
with a sinister smile gracing her lips,
she could play the devil's wife and leave him awe,
But she'll prefer to sit in my head all day,
As I stare at her, a thousand ways to commit murder runs through my head and she laughs,
I could die if she dies, so I must love her,

I hate her but I love her like sunset,
she's bitter coffee and ice cream on days she pleases,
Like the sun, she kisses me good morning,
like the moon, she glorifies my shame,
on days I am weak, she prances around like a queen,
savouring my weakness and feeding off my pain,
she's horrifying yet beautiful,
a deadly seductress that knows her wits,

I stare back at her in the mirror afraid of what her plan is for the day,
I'm just a pawn in her games,
A player who knows her trade,
she'll feed off men's emotions,
she'll enjoy the leaking blood from their broken heart,
she won't let me have a say,
All I can do is watch and sigh in pity,
A stranger who rules my house,
she's all I've got yet none at all.


© Nehita Williams