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.