Friday, March 6, 2015

Posession

I look in the mirror
and don't like what I see.
Who is this girl?
This girl isn't me.

I've made mistakes.
With myself, it's a war.
I've broken many bones
and I'll break many more.

I'm messing things up,
and I don't know how.
I don't think before I act
but I have to change that now.

I wish I could see
and get back to sane.
But you know what they say -
with every cloud, there comes rain.

I'm tripping and stumbling
over my own two feet.
Where is the old me?
It's her I want to meet.

This stranger possessed me
and took over my soul.
I need to find me
and get back to my whole.

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