Seether Poems | Examples

Seether: What's Yours Is Mine

I’m dying in my sleep
while I’m awake
in your ideal world.

You’re nasty,
and you’re scary,
and you taste like
rotted dead bodies.

Why do you rule me?
What have I done?
What are my sins?

While you deny me
of my privilege 
to enter my life,
I seize to know what’s mine.

You do your work so well,
looking down on me 
with your cruel intentions,
pushing me down
when I’ve already fallen;

pulling my hair,
shoving my body,
pulling me through your web
of chaos.

Where did I ever go wrong
with myself?  I am drowning,
yet there is no light.
I can’t see,
I’m so afraid
of you.