(to myself)
when I'm feeling out of
control;
like,
my "evil twin,"
the slice of myself
I worked so hard to imprison
so long ago,
(yet only yesterday)
is again gaining
power...
making decisions for me.
She is a danger to me
and my desperation to regain
control...
even more so.
I am at war with myself
again
as she moves to rise
and I scramble to suppress
like a losing game of
chess.
Every time before
I was able to minimize
casualties
but we were both young then...
I have grown tired...
and she's had all that time to rest...
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