I am afraid
of myself.
As egalitarian as
we are
I fear
that you are saving me.
I dreamed a different universe
in which
you did not
exist
but all my turmoil
did.
a universe where
he stayed in close quarters
once rejected
(like before)
I don't care what he thinks--
It was hard for me to reject him
It took s t r e n g t h
and s e l f c a r e
(and I am not always good at that).
I fear that the person I am
is the person who would
S L I P
so easily into his possession again
if you were not here (in heart).
There was some peace there
in his embrace.
I am not such a masochist
that I would have stayed otherwise.
but possibly because his presence was so physical
his absence purely in his mental and positive emotional
and you
s e e m s o f a r away
that the universe my dreams create
is one where self doubt reins.
if it was't for you,
would i S L I P ?
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