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Awakening from the deepest of sleeps
Night after night, I hear this repeat

Keeping my mind and body so still
Trying so hard to shake this chill

It has called my name, not once but twice
Loud yet subtle, ever eager to entice

Not a shout or a whimper, but a very loud whisper
An eerie sound that leaves one ablister

I don't want to look, as I know what is there
But neither can I lie here in whole-hearted prayer

Praying and wishing it was only a dream
And knowing things are not what they seem

So silent and lithely I climb from my bed
Trepidation and panic still filling my head

And slowly around the corner I creep
The shadows so solidly somber and deep

It's right before me, I just need a peek
But my sanity's grip is ever so weak

Yet I look in the mirror and try not to scream
As I gaze at a phantom who's eyes are agleam

A reflection that guiles its secret surmise
While smiling back in my very own guise

I fall down on my knees and fervently pray
For this vengeful visage to just g away

But she laughs with the sound of my very own voice
Then I arise knowing that I have not a choice

I stand, firmly and strongly as I find my resolve
And command her to leave by my ardent absolve

Yet still she smiles with those glowing dark eyes
And whispers 'Trust me, sweetheart, I tell you no lies'

'We are bound by nemesis, our psyche entwined,
So your body and soul are no less than mine'

So come to me now and our fates we fulfill'
And she smiled a smile that was ever so chill

I must awake from this nightmare and break myself free
So I whisper and prayer, one last passionate plea

'Die' I cry, breaking glass, bent to kill
And she laughs and whispers 'I will if you will'