Shrieking Heart
The Shriek of the banshee will find you
Like the shark finds its prey in the sea.
Staring at my reflection, I realize the tortured,
Screaming banshee is ME.
Could you ever Love me?
Love this shell of a human I am?
Or will I be doomed to
Wander in this middle ground and
Be eternally damned?
With a touch of your hand I can know
You; I can see what is causing your
Pain.
It’s a talent my gypsy blood provides
But not long after such touch I am
Drained.
My energy I reserve for those who are
Worth my time.
I will harness my power, read your aura,
Your ailments, and look deep inside your
Mind.
I will tell you your fortune if you desire,
I see death so much in everyone now.
I’ll do what I can to warn you of doom
If God and the Universe allow.
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