I opened the diary of her mind, <br />as this dark woman, came into my life <br />and I turned her pages only to find, <br />a tortured soul that is filled with strife. <br /> <br />She penned on her pages in blood red ink, <br />closing the cover to keep people out. <br />She’s petrified, of what others might think, <br />If they read her mind and witness her doubt. <br /> <br />I have a lover a kind hearted soul, <br />who gives of himself to make her feel free <br />but this deranged woman will eat him whole; <br />my all trusting lover, too blind to see. <br /> <br />I need to protect him, keep him from harm, <br />before she extracts his soul with her charm.<br /><br />Amera Andersen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evil-poetess/
