Deep in the mirror

I'll never be the same.
When I look in the mirror
I see my evil twin.
Always trying to beat the good, and win.
Sometimes she does.
Sometimes she don't.
I scream, " No, I won't I won't!"
If I don't listen to her then there's no beating her.
Temptation, voluntary, willingly, forceingly.
Is what makes her feed on me.
Once she has me, she completely trashes me.
For nothing will she release me.
She takes my happiness, steals my love,
Brings me pain, wanting to open a vein,
And she feeds on what's left that remains.
Leaving me empty, she knows I'm lonely.
That's her chance to take my soul and dance.
Thats her bliss.
She looks at me and mocks a kiss.
She knows my fears, an uses it to  see more of my tears.
I should be used to it, its been occurring for years.
When I cry,
She laughs and says, "awe now don't u just wanna die?"
" its easy, just try."
All I ask is, why? Why?
She makes me do wrong, things i don't realize.
Slips right past my conscience.
Im trying to rise from it.
Trying to break free.
How can I do that? Shes stalking me!
Her voice repeatedly whispers in my head,
" you know this is how you wanna be."
Please! Get away from me.
Quickly! 1,2,3 1,2,3...
My therapist said that will help me.
She makes that go straight through my ear.
She's still here.
Plain and clear!
" you can't get rid of me dear, you should know im permanently here.
Many failed attempts from you, your stuck in the loo. You'll understand real soon, it'll get clearer."
"Dont forget... look in the mirror.
There's more pain, and its just getting nearer."