"Journal"

IV. White Curse of the Sirens 

Blessed with an eye to see things as they are, will you draw me?
Up there on the wall, looking down to us all, you never saw me...
I found a pen, and I outlined a life.
You've never cried, I think I saw a tear in your eye.

“Would you mind if I hurt you?
Understand that I need to
Wish that I had other choices
Than to harm the one I love”
What have you done now!