fighting myself

Here I am again, on a wrong day.

My other personality is not gone,

 just hidden in silence waiting by the door,

I had become stronger and

she doesn't have control;

self-discipline is what I need 

to keep my life real.

Do not let her out,

not a minute, not a second, not anymore,

all she needs is for me to doubt

and she´ll be out taking control.


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allets's picture

at last

a poem extaordinary - i am wowed



DELAMAR's picture

wow thanks  

wow thanks