Ana and Me

Once again it is Her I see looking back at me,

An evil trick of mind She plays and whispers words I hear as mine.

Her voice is soft and sweet, Her manner kind and gentle,

Her words can carry through all the noise of life and love.

Her reason flawed, makes sense sometimes as I find her in my mind.

You may meet Her on a street.

You may see Her on swift feet.

You may find Her in your home,

You may hear Her sweet tone.

You may fear Her urgent call.

And maybe for Her you fall.

I once loved Her soothing Voice.

I once made a fateful choice.

I once thought I could control Her.

But I found Her sly and tricky.

Words like poison course through my body

Logic built on foundations shoddy.

She grew cold and I grew colder,

I started looking over my shoulder.

No one knew our sacred secret.

She and I became but one

Our love can never be undone.

I loved Her presence, loved Her touched.

I loved the feeling, loved the care, loved the leaving, loved the stares.

How was I to know the price

Attached to Her friendship, Our relationship, Our Kinship?

From friend to foe She slowly shifted.

Confront the reality.

Find the flaws in Her reasoning.

Cut the ties, cut the crap.

See how She transformed truth and fiction.

Glorifying gaunt girls with fake smiles, Stick Figures.

I met Her on a street.

I saw Her on swift feet.

I found Her in me and in my home,

I heard Her sweet tone.

I fear Her urgent call.

Because I for Her I fall.

I see Her wherever I go.

I feel Her in my being.

I was there when She stopped my flow.

I wish Her far from my hearing,

But I carry her in my head,

As so will I continue until I am dead.