opposing armies at war
in the battlefield of my mind
each lamenting what i am not
i seem to have forsaken
both purity and depravity
each half resenting the other
locked in perpetual stalemate
by my refusal to decide
once and for all
to give up what i perceive
to be central to myself
i know which i should choose
i keep saying that i have
i keep proving i have not
carefully not overstepping
except in my mind
and in my own body
there i know without a doubt
that i am an impostor
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