Shattered Soul Poem by Ema Scott

Closing your eyes,
You see my face,
Burning your soul,
You feel no trace,
Of the pain I bring into your life,
Using my metiforical knife,
Slicing and dicing,
Until there's nothing left,
Not caring what words I speak,
As if your deaf,
Just another wound to add to the collection,
Choosing your soul,
As my celection,
I'm your nightmare of dreams,
Your hatred of sin,
Yet you still can't leave,
The love I bring.