I moved to different countries,
I went to different theatres,
I talked to different people,
I slept in different beds
(Sometimes with someone in them),
I still have the same problem,
With my mirror every morning.

has one voice
loud it

insists upon
itself

it does not
have ears

it will give

it will not
receive

feedback

it is not
thoughtful

it has already
reached

its conclusions

new words only
make it angry

it is an
untamed

animal
bent on

destroying
anything that

is not itself

It's beyond weird,
It's back to just stupid.

You are walking into sunset,
With some mixed emotions
Written into your back.

Sometimes,
You are waking up,
But you weren't sleeping.

I was the Sun,
For I shone by myself,
brightly.

You were the Moon,
For you eclipsed
My brightness.