Tormented

She was haunted.
It was the shadow of her dreams.
I am your tormented soul-
it always screamed.

You are burning.
I am the fume and the smoke.
It whispered in her ears-
Die. Smother.Choke.

She was confined
and it sang her sweet nothings.
The horror, the suffering-
the words a toxic sting.

It moaned and howled.
Punishing in the voiceless plea.
Look at me now. Watch-
I am you and what I see is me.