The One Who Stares At Me

As i gently clear away the steam that covers the glass suddenly! "he" appears and for now "he" is temptation the very person i fear Although we look the same this dead-ringer is not me at all but a false prophet who deceives me into running at his beckon call "he" controls my thoughts rents out my face knows my weaknesses then begins to plot my next fall from grace The last time "he" magically appeared lessons had to be taught but nothing was learned for once again here i stand to begin the fight and start the slow burn "he" is convincing and so very clever i am the actor, directing myself on the next hurtful endeavour! It's a mystery when "he"will check in, for a visit i wish it was never, but honestly, im realistic so for today "he" is in control my one and only friend but once gone that's when the apologies start and the sorry's never end