Poetry

WARNING

Her/Me
I can't escape my own torture
She hates me, she is me
She's locked inside
She's in my mind

"You can't kill her with poison, Doctor"
And what doesnt kill her
Only makes her stronger
For longer

She makes me unsafe
I'm scared of myself
She pushes the tears
With fear

In the darkness at night she speaks
But only then, and in my mind
Does she really scream it?
Do I dream it?

I HATE THIS
I HATE HER
I'D DIE TO KILL HER
I DONT WANT TO FEEL HER ANGER...
© REBEKAH SMITH November 2002.


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